Happy F*ck*ng New Year

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We are traveling in the footsteps
Of those who’ve gone before
But we’ll all be reunited (but if we stand reunited)
On a new and sunlit shore (then a new world is in store)

Oh when the saints go marching in
When the saints go marching in
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

And when the sun refuse (begins) to shine
And when the sun refuse (begins) to shine
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

When the moon turns red with blood
When the moon turns red with blood
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

On that hallelujah day
On that hallelujah day
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

Oh when the trumpet sounds the call
Oh when the trumpet sounds the call
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

Some say this world of trouble
Is the only one we need
But Im waiting for that morning
When the new world is revealed

Louis Armstrong,

my favorite old Negro

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2 Responses to Happy F*ck*ng New Year

  1. Bill says:

    May the new year bring a new world to you!

    Regards,
    Bill

  2. Thank you Bill- to you as well- be careful there- I know it’s a tough place to be for WNs.

    haunted by the spectre of 2007,
    Mia

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