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Главная | Каталог исполнителей | L | Louis Armstrong

When the saints go marching in

We are traveling in the footsteps
Of those who've gone before,
And we'll all be reunited
On that new and sunlit shore.

Oh, when the saints go marching in,
Oh, when the saints go marching in,
Oh, Lord I want to be in that number,
When the saints go marching in.

And when the sun refuse to shine,
And when the sun refuse to shine.
Oh, Lord I want to be in that number,
When the sun refuse to shine.

Oh, when the trumpet sounds it's call,
Oh, when the trumpet sounds it's call,
Oh, Lord I want to be in that number,
When the saints go marching in.

Some say this world of trouble,
Is the only world we need.
But I'm waiting for the morning,
When the new world is revealed.

Oh, when the new world is revealed,
Oh, when the new world is revealed,
Oh, Lord I want to be in that number,
When the new world is revealed.

Oh, when the saints go marching in,
Oh, when the saints go marching in,
Oh, Lord I want to be in that number,
When the saints go marching in.

 

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