All the end of world talk made me think of this one:
D D7 G7
We are trav'ling in the footsteps
D A7
Of those who've gone before,
D D7 G7
And we'll all be reunited,
D A7 D
On a new and sunlit shore,
D
Oh, when the saints go marching in
D7 A7
Oh, when the saints go marching in
D D7 G G7
Lord, how I want to be in that number
D A7 D
When the saints go marching in
And when the sun refuse to shine
And when the sun refuse to shine
Lord, how I want to be in that number
When the sun refuse to shine
And when the moon turns red with blood
And when the moon turns red with blood
Lord, how I want to be in that number
When the moon turns red with blood
D D7 G7
Some say this world of trouble,
D A7
Is the only one we need,
D D7 G7
But I'm waiting for that morning,
D A7 D
When the new world is revealed.
D
Oh When the new world is revealed
D7 A7
Oh When the new world is revealed
D D7 G G7
Lord, how I want to be in that number
D A7 D
When the new world is revealed
(optional verse)
D
Oh, when the trumpet sounds its call
D7 A7
Oh, when the trumpet sounds its call
D D7 G G7
Lord, how I want to be in that number
D A7 D
When the trumpet sounds its call
D D7 G7
I used to have a playmate
D A7
Who would walk and talk with me
D D7 G7
But since she got religion
D A7 D
She has turned her back on me.
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Lord, how I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
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