U2

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Verse 1:
 Em        G         Bm                Em      G      Bm
There is a house in New Orleans. They call the rising sun
          Em        G       Bm                 Em     G        Bm
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy. And god, I know I'm one

Verse 2:
    Em                       G             Bm
I cried to my daddy on the telephone, how long now?
           Em                G                  Bm
Until the clouds unroll and you come down, the line went
          Em                         G                 Bm
But the shadow still remains since your descent, you descent

Verse 2

Boom, cha, hey!

Chorus:
       Em         G            Em        G
   The saints are coming, the saints are coming
     Em
   I say no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply
       Em         G            Em        G
   The saints are coming, the saints are coming
     Em
   I say no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply

Verse 3:
   Em                         G                  Bm
A drowning sorrow floods the deepest grief, how long now?
         Em                 G                Bm
Until a weather change condemns belief, how long now?
          Em                 G                   Bm
When the nightwatchman lets in the thief, whats wrong now?

chorus

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