I cried to my daddy on the telephone
how long now
Until the clouds unroll and you come home
the line went
But the shadows still remain since your descent
your descent

I cried to my daddy on the telephone
how long now
Until the clouds unroll and you come home
the line went
But the shadows still remain since your descent
your descent

The saints are coming, the saints are coming
It's no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply
The saints are coming, the saints are coming
It's no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply

A drowning sorrow floods the deepest grief
How long now
Until a weather change condemns belief
The stone says
This paternal guide once had his day
Once had his day

The saints are coming, the saints are coming
It's no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply
The saints are coming, the saints are coming
It's no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply

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Songfacts :

The Skids were a Scottish Punk Band, led by Richard Jobson, who wrote this song with guitarist Stuart Adamson.

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