THERE IS A HOUSE
IN NEW ORLEANS
THEY CALL
THE RISIN' 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
HOW LONG NOW
UNTIL THE CLOUDS
UNROLL
AND YOU COME DOWN
THE LINE WENT
BUT THE SHADOWS
STILL REMAIN
SINCE YOUR DESCENT
YOUR DESCENT
I CRIED TO MY DADDY
ON THE TELEPHONE
HOW LONG NOW
UNTIL THE CLOUDS
UNROLL
AND YOU COME HOME
THE LINE WENT
BUT THE SHADOWS
STILL REMAIN
SINCE YOUR DESCENT
YOUR DESCENT
HOH
CHA
HEY
THE SAINTS ARE COMIN'
THE SAINTS ARE COMIN'
I SAY NO MATTER
HOW I TRY
I REALIZE THERE'S
NO REPLY
THE SAINTS ARE COMIN'
THE SAINTS ARE COMIN'
I SAY NO MATTER
HOW I TRY
I REALIZE THERE'S
NO REPLY
A DROWNIN' SORROW
FLOODS
THE DEEPEST GRIEF
HOW LONG NOW
UNTIL OUR
WEATHER CHANGE
CONDEMNS BELIEF
HOW LONG NOW
WHEN THE
NIGHT WATCHMAN
LETS IN THE THIEF
WHAT'S WRONG NOW
HOH
CHA
HEY
THE SAINTS ARE COMIN'
THE SAINTS ARE COMIN'
I SAY NO MATTER
HOW I TRY
I REALIZE THERE'S
NO REPLY
THE SAINTS ARE COMIN'
THE SAINTS ARE COMIN'
I SAY NO MATTER
HOW I TRY
I REALIZE THERE'S
NO REPLY
I SAY NO MATTER
HOW I TRY
I REALIZE THERE'S
NO REPLY
I SAY NO MATTER
HOW I TRY
I REALIZE THERE'S
NO REPLY