I am just a weary pilgrim
Plodding through this world of sin
Getting ready for that city
Where the saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Oh Lord, Lord I want
I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
Oh, my pop, he loved the Savior
What a soldier he had been
But his steps are going to be more steady
Oh, when the saints go marching in
My mother, may God bless her
'Cause I can see her now as then
Oh, thank you Lord
She's wearing that robe of white around her
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Oh Lord, oh Lord, oh Lord
I want to be, I really want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
There I'll meet my Savior
Who redeemed my soul from sin
Yes He did, yes He did, you know He did
And with extended hands He's gonna greet me
Oh, when the saints, oh, when the saints
Oh, when the saints, saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching, marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Oh, I want to be, I want to be, I want to be in that number
Oh, let me hear you sing, let me hear you sing it
Oh, when the saints go marching
Saints go marching, marching, marching in
Oh Lord, I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching, saints go marching
Saints go marching in, oh, marching in
I want to be, I want to be
I want to be, I want to be marching
I want to be, I want to be
I want to be, I want to be marching
