Every Saint

He climbed down off that old John Deere wiping sweat and I was wiping tears He saw me coming across them cotton rows He was seventy-eight and I was twenty-one Feeling guilty for who I’d become, and Then the toughest man I knew pulled me close He said son no matter what you’ve done, you gotta know It ain't that you fall but that you get back up Life's more about faith, that it is about luck Man makes a living by the work he does But he’ll leave his mark cause of who he was My boots have walked that road so son remember Every saint has a past, and every sinner has a future See I never knew the cane he raised he was a man of God a man of faith He said, Let me tell you bout the way I used to be I run from the law and I’d run shy I’ve had some bar-room brawls and a shotgun bride Till one night in a tent revival I hit my knees It ain't that you fall but that you get back up Life's more about faith, that it is about luck Man makes a living by the work he does But he’ll leave his mark cause of who he was My boots have walked that road so son remember Every saint has a past, and every sinner has a future In the pages of the Good book you can read about liars Losers cheats and thieves Who were changed so there’s hope for you and me It ain't that you fall but that you get back up Life's more about faith, that it is about luck Man makes a living by the work he does But he’ll leave his mark cause of who he was My boots have walked that road so son remember Every saint has a past, and every sinner has a future Every sinner has a future --- Every Saint - Guy Penrod