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There is a house in New OrleansThey call the Rising SunIt's been the ruinOf many a poor boyAnd God I know I'm oneI cried to my daddy on the telephone ?how long now?? ?Until the clouds unroll and you come down,? The line wentBut the shadows still remain since your descent, your descentI cried to my daddy on the telephone ?how long now?? ?Until the clouds unroll and you come home,? The line wentBut the shadows still remain since your descent, your descentBoom Cha Hey! The saints are comingThe saints are comingI say no matter how I tryI realize there's no replyThe saints are comingThe saints are comingI say no matter how I tryI realize there's no replySongtexteA drowning sorrow floods the deepest grief, how long nowUntil a weather change condemns belief, how long nowWhen the night watchman lets in the thief, what's wrong nowBoom Cha Hey! The saints are comingThe saints are comingI say no matter how I tryI realize there's no replyThe saints are comingThe saints are comingI say no matter how I tryI realize there's no replyI say no matter how I tryI realize there's no replyI say no matter how I tryI realize there's no reply Aus Songtexte Mania