When the saints go marching in

Hey!
We are following the footsteps of those who've gone before
And we'll all be reunited on that new and sunlit shore.

Oh, when the saints go marching in,
Oh, lord, I want to be in that number when the saints go marching in.
And when the sun refuse to shine,
Oh, lord, I want to be in that number when the sun refuse to shine.

Oh, when the trumpet sound its call,
Oh, lord, I want to be in that number when the trumpet sounds that call.
Oh, when the new world is revealed,
Oh, lord, I want to be in that number when the new world is revealed.