WHEN THE SAINTS GO MARCHING
IN TO NEW ORLEANS
IN TO NEW ORLEANS
words and music
copyright © 2005 by
Roy Zimmerman
copyright © 2005 by
Roy Zimmerman
Oh, when the saints go marching in to New Orleans
Well, they’ll be marching with trombones and tambourines
In a wake for the queen of the Delta Queens
And we can say, hey the Big Easy, she took it hard
We sent the Army, we send the Navy and some of the National Guard
In time to find our pride floating face down in her front yard
Yeah, when the levee breaks it depends how well one prepares
Will they be on high ground or in the attic standing on chairs
When the waters of rage rise up the White House stairs
Just when you think her hopes might flounder, maybe drown
You’ll find you cannot keep the Crescent City down
‘Cause they’re rebuilding, and they’re consulting with Michael Brown
Oh, when the saints go marching in to New Orleans
When they lay their eyes on those Apocalyptic scenes
They’re going to find out what it means to have no means
Well, they’ll be marching with trombones and tambourines
In a wake for the queen of the Delta Queens
And we can say, hey the Big Easy, she took it hard
We sent the Army, we send the Navy and some of the National Guard
In time to find our pride floating face down in her front yard
Yeah, when the levee breaks it depends how well one prepares
Will they be on high ground or in the attic standing on chairs
When the waters of rage rise up the White House stairs
Just when you think her hopes might flounder, maybe drown
You’ll find you cannot keep the Crescent City down
‘Cause they’re rebuilding, and they’re consulting with Michael Brown
Oh, when the saints go marching in to New Orleans
When they lay their eyes on those Apocalyptic scenes
They’re going to find out what it means to have no means
