text: This is a song that sort of explains that whole project
  We are all traveling in the footsteps
  Of those thatd come before
  And well all be reunited
  On that new and sunlit shore
  When the saints go marching in
  When the saints go marching in
  Lord, how I want to be in that number
  When the saints go marching in
  And when the sun refuses to shine
  When the sun refuses to shine
  Lord, how I want to be in that number
  When the saints go marching in
  Oh when the saints go marching in
  Oh when the saints go marching in
  Lord, how I want to be there on that morning
  When the saints go marching in
  When the trumpet sounds its call
  When the trumpet sounds its call
  Oh, how I want to be in that number
  When the trumpet sounds its call
  When the saints go marching in
  When the saints go marching in
  Lord, how I want to be in that number
  Oh when the saints go marching in
  Now some say, some say this world of trouble
  Is the only world well ever see
  But Im waiting for that morning
  When the new world is revealed
  Oh when the new world is revealed
  Oh when the new world is revealed
  Lord, how I want to be there on that morning
  When the new world is revealed
  Oh when the saints
  When the saints
  Go marching in
  Go marching in
  When the saints
  When the saints
  Go marching in
  Go marching in
  Lord I want to be in that number
  When the saints go marching in
  Lord, how I want
  Lord, how I want
  Be in that number
  To be in that number
  When the saints go marching in
  Yes, Marc Anthony Thompson! Miss Patti Scialfa!