We are trav'ling in the footsteps Of those who've gone before And we'll all be reunited On a new and sunlit shore Oh, when the saints go marching in Oh, when the saints go marching in Lord how I want to be in that number When the saints go marching in And when the sun begins to shine And when the sun begins to shine Lord, how I want to be in that number
When the sun begins to shine Oh, when the trumpet sounds its call Oh, when the trumpet sounds its call Lord, how I want to be in that number When the trumpet sounds its call Some say this world of trouble Is the only one we need But I'm waiting for that morning When the new world is revealed