[Billie Joe Armstrong:]
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
It's been the ruin of many a poor boy
God, I know I'm one

[Bono:]
I cried to my daddy on the telephone: "How long now"?
Until the clouds unroll and you come down, the line went
But the shadows still remain since your descent, your descent

[Billie Joe Armstrong:]
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

Boom, cha, hey!

[Billie Joe Armstrong & Bono:]
The saints are coming, the saints are coming
I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply
The saints are coming, the saints are coming
I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply

[Bono:]
A drowning sorrow floods the deepest grief, how long now?
Until a weather change condemns belief, how long now?
When the night watchman lets in the thief, what's wrong now?

Boom, cha, hey!

[Billie Joe Armstrong & Bono:]
The saints are coming, the saints are coming
I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply
The saints are coming, the saints are coming
I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply
I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply
I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply