When she retired
We thought she'd just sit by the fire
In her rocking chair
And drift off in the ozone somewhere
But first she got a scooter
And then a computer
It's hard to explain
That she's building a jet plane

She'll be coming round the mountain when she comes
She'll be coming round the mountain when she comes
She'll be coming round the mountain
She'll be coming round the mountain
She'll be coming round thе mountain when she comes

Oh, whеn the saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching in
How I want to be in that number
Oh, when the saints go marching in

Swing low, sweet chariot
Coming for to carry me home
Swing low, sweet chariot
Coming for to carry me home

She'll be coming round the mountain when she comes
She'll be coming round the mountain when she comes
She'll be coming round the mountain
She'll be coming round the mountain
She'll be coming round the mountain when she comes

Oh, when the saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching in
How I want to be in that number
Oh, when the saints go marching in

Swing low, sweet chariot
Coming for to carry me home
Swing low, sweet chariot
Coming for to carry me home
She'll be coming round the mountain when she comes
She'll be coming round the mountain when she comes
She'll be coming round the mountain
She'll be coming round the mountain
She'll be coming round the mountain when she comes
She'll be coming round the mountain when she comes
She'll be coming round the mountain when she...comes