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From Pontchartrain to The Delta
With love to my adopted home.
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Green Day
The Saints Are Coming lyrics

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 home,
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.

The saints are coming, the saints are coming.
I say no matter how I try, I realize 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.

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
What's wrong now?

The saints are coming, the saints are coming
I say no matter how I try, I realize 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.
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