The Saints Are Coming
 
 I cried to my daddy on the telephone, How long now
 Til the clouds unroll and you come home, The line went
 But the shadows still remain since your descent, Your descent
 
 I cried to my daddy on the telephone, How long now
 Til the clouds unroll and you come home, The line went
 But the shadows still remain since your descent, Your descent
 
 The saints are coming, the saints are coming
 I say no matter how i try, i realise there's no reply
 The saints are coming, the saints are coming
 I say no matter how i try, i realise there's no reply
 
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 A drowning sorrow floods the deepest grief, How long now
 Til a weather change condemns belief, The storm sails
 This paternal guide once had his day, Once had his day
 
 
 The saints are coming, the saints are coming
 I say no matter how i try, i realise there's no reply
 The saints are coming, the saints are coming
 I say no matter how i try, i realise there's no reply
 I say no matter how i try, i realise there's no reply
 I say no matter how i try, i realise there's no reply