Main Theme: Dm - A# - F - A
Dm A#
This is the story of a man,
F
Who conquered life drink in hand
A Dm
Ship unmanned.
A#
Marked by genius, channelled good,
F
By some a bit misunderstood.
A
They'd been wrong many times before
A#
Some times our saints are sinners,
F
They blur the lines and lead the way,
Their Way.
A#
Raise hell and a glass in reverence,
F
The fearless lives of our great saints - our saints.
Dm A#
Never a stranger to late night
F
snake bite fist fights and empty pints,
A
Unrivaled heights.
Dm A#
He led with songs, they sang along,
F
created bonds that held so strong
A
Some were right and some were wrong
A#
Some times our saints are sinners,
F
They blur the lines and lead the way,
Their Way.
A#
Raise hell and a glass in reverence,
F
The fearless lives of our great saints - our saints.
Dm A# F
It's by the sea and at nights end
C Dm
that's when the sin and swill begin
A# F
That's when he had that certain light
C Dm
inside his head
A# F
For every whisper he would scream
C Dm
for every drought he shared a drink
A# F C
For every sorrow there is a light from our St. James
A#
On the sea by the cliff he watches,
he waits the night to see
F
The day - his way
A#
Last call will find us all
F
But there's a light that leads the way, our way.
A#
Some times our saints are sinners,
F
They blur the lines and lead the way,
Their Way.
A#
Raise hell and a glass in reverence,
F
The fearless lives of our great saints - our saints.
