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When the saints go marching in
A for a heart
B for a brain
Insects and grass
Are all that remain
When the light from above
Burns a hole straight
"Don't you wear no black.

Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back." 
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself, 
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend
tomorrow lak ah feel today
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away

Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings
'Twant for
"Don't you wear no black.

Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back." 
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself, 
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend
song of freedom rising to the stars
And when the Saints go marching in
I want to be one of them

Lord it's all that I can't carry and cannot leave
tomorrow lak ah feel today
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away

Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings
'Twant for
"Don't you wear no black.

Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back." 
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself, 
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend
"Don't you wear no black.

Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back." 
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself, 
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend
cause I'm livin' for more than just rappin' but that's what happens when

When the saints, go marching in
When the saints, go marching in
When
With Glenn Miller 
Or a song from 
Louis Armstrong 
With Jim Dorsey 
Or Arty Shaw, we 
Know this magic can't go wrong 

Old and lovely 
She's so
"Don't you wear no black.

Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back." 
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself, 
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend
tomorrow lak ah feel today
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away

Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings
'Twant for
Mulligan stew
Got drunk with Louis Armstrong, what's that old song?
I taught Mickey Mantle everything that he knows
So you ask me what I'm doing here
They're really rocking in Boston, 
In Philadelphia PA, 
Deep in the heart of Texas, 
On down the Frisco Bay. 
All over Saint Louis 
And down in
the lights down low
Put the stereo on
Put on our favourite record by
Ella Fitz and Louis Armstrong
And take you to the living room dancefloor
And I'll hold you
you took me to Saint Louis later on (down the river)
A freighter said she's been here but she's gone, boy, she's gone
I found her trail in Memphis,
you took me to Saint Louis later on (down the river)
A freighter said she's been here but she's gone, boy, she's gone
I found her trail in Memphis,
tomorrow lak ah feel today
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away

Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings
'Twant for
"Don't you wear no black.

Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back." 
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself, 
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend
"Don't you wear no black.

Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back." 
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself, 
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend
Play some pool and listen to that
Tenor saxophone calling me home
And I can hear the band begin
When The Saints Go Marching In
By the whiskers on my
black

Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back" 
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend Jeff
Gwine to pin
Zion or Mecca
When the gates are finally closed
And the saints go marching in

When the Armageddon's dark and dread (I get up and make it happen)
A lot
ones, play some pool and listen
To that tenor saxophone calling me home
And I can hear the band begin When the Saints Go Marching In,
And by
like Bedstuy Gold
Behold the fly-est (it's the Commission)
Bentley drivers, Louis Vuitton buyers
Jet fuel abusers, sippin' Patruise
Once Upon A Time In