WHEN THE SAINTS GO MARCHING IN

This is a simple and very popular song to sing for all ages and right across the world.

It is believed to be an American christian gospel hymn from the beginning of the twentieth century and takes its source from the Book of Revelations in the Bible.

The words can be easily adapted to deflect religious reference and avoid offence to anyone.

It is a great song to learn and practice English.

The song originated in the deep south of the United States.

It has a strong association with jazz music and the city of New Orleans.

The song is the symbolic song for the New Orleans Saints (American) football team as well as many other sporting teams worldwide.

Louis Armstrong was the first person to record a musical version of the song with his jazz orchestra on 13th May 1938.

Others such as Fats Domino, Judy Garland and Elvis Presley would popularize the song for all time.

These are the verses of the song which I like to use in classroom teaching.  The order of the verses are, of course, interchangeable/

Here we go!

VERSE 1

Oh when the Saints.

Oh when the Saints.

Oh when the Saints go marching in,

I want to be in that number.

When the Saints go marching in.

Go – marching in.

Go – marching in.

I want to be in that number,

When the Saints go marching in.

 

VERSE 2

Oh when the sun.

Oh when the sun.

Oh when the sun begins to shine,

I want to be in that number,

When the sun begins to shine.

Begins – to shine.

Begins – to shine.

I want to be in that number,

When the sun begins to shine.

 

VERSE 3

Oh when Mr. Paul

Oh when Mr. Paul.

Oh when Mr. Paul comes to my class,

I want to be in that number,

When Mr. Paul comes to my class.

Comes to – my class.

Comes to – my class.

I want to be in that number,

When Mr Paul comes to my class.

 

VERSE 4

Oh when the stars.

Oh when the stars.

Oh when the stars fall from the sky,

I want to be in that number,

When the stars fall from the sky.

Fall from – the sky.

Fall from – the sky.

I want to be in that number,

When the stars fall from the sky.

 

Enjoy the Song and good luck in your practice of English!

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A LITTLE PIECE OF HEAVEN

This is probably my favourite song by that wonderful Irishman Daniel O’Donnell.

I’ve been thinkin’ about you
Twenty-four hours a day
When I’m sleepin’ in my bed
You just won’t go away.

You’re doin’ something’ to me girl
With that warm, sweet smile
I’ve never felt like this before
But oh, it feels so fine.

Well, you’re a little piece of heaven
You my angel
You’re all I’ve ever wanted
You’re so perfect in my arms.

And I’d go to hell and back for you
Die for you if you ask me too
You’re a little piece of heaven
You’re an angel in my heart.

— Instrumental —

Well, I’m goin’ down to the jewelry store
To buy me a golden band
And I’m gettin’ down upon one knee
To ask you for your hand.

And I can hear those weddin’ bells
Ringin’ in my ears
And I can see us both together
Through our sunset years.

Well, you’re a little piece of heaven
You my angel
You’re all I’ve ever wanted
You’re so perfect in my arms.

And I’d go to hell and back for you
Die for you if you ask me too
You’re a little piece of heaven
You’re an angel in my heart.

You’re a little piece of heaven
You’re an angel in my heart…

SUZANNE

This is a Leonard Cohen song which I love very much, especially when sung by Neil Diamond.

Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river
You can hear the boats go by, you can spend the night forever
And you know that she’s half-crazy but that’s why you want to be there
And she feeds you tea and oranges that come all the way from China
And just when you mean to tell her that you have no love to give her
Then he gets you on her wavelength
And she lets the river answer that you’ve always been her lover
And you want to travel with her, and you want to travel blind
And you know that she will trust you
For you’ve touched her perfect body with your mind
And Jesus was a sailor when he walked upon the water
And he spent a long time watching from his lonely wooden tower
And when he knew for certain only drowning men could see him
He said all men will be sailors then until the sea shall free them
But he himself was broken, long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human, he sank beneath your wisdom like a stone
And you want to travel with him, and you want to travel blind
And you think you maybe you’ll trust him
For he’s touched your perfect body with her mind
Now, Suzanne takes your hand and she leads you to the river
She’s wearing rags and feathers from Salvation Army counters
And the sun pours down like honey on our lady of the harbor
And she shows you where to look among the garbage and the flowers
There are heroes in the seaweed, there are children in the morning
They are leaning out for love and they wil lean that way forever
While Suzanne holds her mirror
And you want to travel with her, and you want to travel blind
And you know that you can trust her
For she’s touched your perfect body with her mind

24 YEARS LIVING NEXT DOOR TO ALICE

This is a Smokie song which has been one of my favourites for very many years.
I had a childhood sweetheart called Alice and I tell the story of my love for Alice in Storytelling.
Here are the lyrics of this beautiful sentimental song.
Sally called when she got the word
And she said, “I suppose you’ve heard about Alice”
So I rushed to the window and I looked outside
And I could hardly believe my eyes
As a big Limousine rolled up into Alice’s drive

Oh, I don’t know why she’s leaving or where she’s gonna go
I guess she’s got her reasons but I just don’t wanna know
‘Cos for twenty-four years I’ve been living next door to Alice
Twenty-four years just waiting for a chance
To tell her how I feel and maybe get a second glance
Now I’ve gotta get used to not living next door to Alice

We grew up together, two kids in the park
We carved our initials, deep in the bark, me and Alice
Now she walks through the door with her head held high
Just for a moment, I caught her eye
As the big Limousine pulled slowly out of Alice’s drive

Oh, I don’t know why she’s leaving or where she’s gonna go
I guess she’s got her reasons but I just don’t wanna know
‘Cos for twenty-four years I’ve been living next door to Alice
Twenty-four years just waiting for a chance
To tell her how I feel and maybe get a second glance
Now I’ve gotta get used to not living next door to Alice

Sally called back and asked how I felt
And she said, “I know how to help, get over Alice”
She said, “Now Alice is gone but I’m still here
You know I’ve been waiting for twenty-four years”
And the big Limousine dissapeared

Oh, I don’t know why she’s leaving or where she’s gonna go
I guess she’s got her reasons but I just don’t wanna know
‘Cos for twenty-four years I’ve been living next door to Alice
Twenty-four years just waiting for a chance
To tell her how I feel, and maybe get a second glance
Now I’ve gotta get used to not living next door to Alice

Now I’ll never get used to not living next door to Alice

DRY YOUR EYES

This is a Neil Diamond song which I particularly like for its melancholy words.
If I could choose a song for my own funeral or memorial service, this would be the one.

Dry your eyes,
Take your song out,
It’s a new born afternoon.
And if you can’t recall the singer,
You can still recall the tune.

Dry your eyes and play it slowly,
Like you’re marching off to war.
Sing it like you know he’d want it,
Like we sang it once before.

And from the centre of the circle,
To the midst of the waiting crowd.
If it ever be forgotten,
Sing it long and sing it loud.

And God has taught us more about giving
Than we ever cared to know.
But we came to find the secret
And we never let it go.

Oh, it was more than being holy.
Yes, it was less than being free.
But if you can’t recall the reason,
Can you just hear the people sing?

Right through the lightning and the thunder
To the dark side of the moon.
To that distant falling angel
That discovered much too soon.
Come, dry your eyes.