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