Well, rock 'n rollin' holiday,

Rock 'n rollin all the way,

Rock 'n rollin' to the end,

'Til the saints go marchin' in.

Now when the saints. . .

go marchin' in,

Well, when the saints go marchin' in,

Yeah, Lord, I want. . . want'a be in that number,

When the saints. . .go marchin' in.

Well, now when Nick, comes wailin' in,

Yeah, when old Nick comes wailin' in,

Oh, Lord, I want. . .want'a be in that number,

when that guitar comes wailin' in.

Well, now when Rudy begins to blow,

Well, when old Ru-Dy starts to wail,

Yeah, Lord, I want. . .want'a be in that number,

When that sax man starts wailin' in.

Well, when that rhythm comes wailin' in,

Yeah, when old Rapper starts to wail,

Well, Lord, I want. . .want'a be in that number,

When old Rapper comes wailin' in.

Now when the band plays rock 'n roll,

Well, when the Comets rock 'n roll,

Yeah, Lord, I want. . .want'a be in that number,

When the Comets play rock 'n roll

When the saints go marchin' iiiiiiiiiiiinnnn!