The Saints Are Coming
U2 - 《U218 Singles》
There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun
It's been the ruin of many a poor boy and God I know i'm one
I cried to my daddy on the telephone
Until the clouds unroll and you come down
But the shadows still remain since your descent
I cried to my daddy on the telephone
Until the clouds unroll and you come home
But the shadows still remain since 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
A drowning sorrow floods the deepest grief
Until the weather change condemns belief
When the night watchman lets in the thief
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