Lyrics:
We are all traveling in the footsteps
Of those that'd come before
And we'll all be reunited
On that new and sunlit shore
When the Saints go
Marching In"
Here come brother Higginbotham down the aisle with his trombone, blow it, boy
Oh, when the Saints (when the saints)
Go marching in
Marching In"
Here come brother Higginbotham down the aisle with his trombone, blow it, boy
Oh, when the Saints (when the saints)
Go marching in
Ooh
Merry Christmas Saint Nick
Christmas comes this time each year
Ooh, ooh
Well way up North where the air gets cold
There's a tale about
Saints protect her now
Come angels of the Lord
Come angels of unknown
Ooh
Merry Christmas Saint Nick
Christmas comes this time each year
Ooh, ooh
Well way up North where the air gets cold
There's a tale about
Saints protect her now
Come angels of the Lord
Come angels of unknown
Wings of angels tears of saints
Prayers and promises won't bring you back
Come to me in dreams again
Wings of angels tears of saints
I lost you
the revelation (revolution) comes
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
When the rich go out and work
When the rich go out
a new world is in store)
O when the Saints go marching in
When the Saints go marching in
O Lord, I want to be in that number
When the Saints go
won't be blue on Christmas
If old Saint Nick comes through
And he remembers that I'd like you for Christmas
New Years, Easter, too
(She'd like you
Ooh-ooh, merry Christmas Saint Nick
Christmas comes this time each year
Ooh-ooh
Well, way up north where the air gets cold
There's a tale about
won't be blue on Christmas
If old Saint Nick comes through
And he remembers that I'd like you for Christmas
New Years, Easter, too
(She'd like you
Still she forces a smile
She's got to be a saint
Lord know that I ain't
I finally realize
Right before my eyes
Here is a saint
There's a dress
Saint Paul the persecutor
Was a cruel and sinful man
Jesus hit him with a blinding light
And then his life began
I said yeah
I said yeah
thought
You'd jump on the wild ride with me
You make me feel like dancin'
Down on the riviera
There's a town called Saint Tropez
Where a girl like
Wings of angels tears of saints
Prayers and promises won't bring you back
Come to me in dreams again
Wings of angels tears of saints
I lost you
Oh when the saints, go marching in,
Oh when the saints go marching in.
Oh I want to be in that number,
When the saints go marching in.
Oh when
Ooh yeah
Ooh Merry Christmas Saint Nick
Christmas comes this time each year
Ooh, ooh
Well way up North where the air gets cold
There's a tale
rhythm fade
Just play that drum, play that number
When the saints come marchin' in
Shake tambourines, play that cornet
That Trumpet horn you won't
Who wouldn't go?
Ho, Ho, Ho! Who wouldn't go?
Up on the housetop, click, click, click
Down through the chimney with good Saint Nick
What'd
and
Ol' Saint Nicholas gay are we
Catching kisses by the yuletide tree
Wouldn't you know that you'd be responsible
For all the holiday noise?
Wouldn't
wey da olt Kobratter
Mid da Pelzhaum Holz herhacker
S Hemad zamnahn mid am Tacker
Kon koaner wey da olt Kobratter
Da olt Kobratter foaht in d Schtod
will meet you at the station
Won't you come and see me, All Saints Day?
Follow my lead, it is no wonder, I seem to be so high
Living my dreams
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