Darkjackass1234  +  300175 Sun, 03 Dec 06 04:06 PM Intro: There is a house in New Orleans, They call The Superdome (or Rising Sun). It's been the ruin of many a poor boy, and God, I know I'm one of them. Verse 1: 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. Verse 2: 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. Chorus 1: The saints are coming, the saints are coming. I say no matter how I try, I realize that there's no reply. The saints are coming, the saints are coming. I say no matter how I try, I realize that there's no where to go. Verse 3: A drowning sorrow floods the deepest grief, how long now? Until the weather change condemns belief, how long now? When the night watchman lets in the thief Whats wrong now? Chorus 2: The saints are coming, the saints are coming I say no matter how I try, I realize that there's no reply The saints are coming, the saints are coming 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 u2 & green day best song & lyrics Saints Are Coming Darkjackass1234 Joined on Sat, Oct 7 2006 Planet learning Full Member 465 If you think education is expensive, try ignorance.