Every Saint

| C | C | G | G | G He climbed down off that old John Deere, C wiping sweat and I was wiping tears. G D He saw me coming across them cotton rows, Em C he was 78 and I was 21,Feeling guilty for who I'd become, G D and then the toughest man I knew pulled me close. C D He said, son no matter what you've done, you gotta know C It ain't that you fall but that you get back up. G Life's more about faith, than it is about luck. D Man makes a living by the work he does, G But he'll leave his mark 'cause of who he was. Em C My boots have walked that road, so son remember, Am D G Every saint has a past, and every sinner has a future. Em See, I never knew the cane he raised. C He was a man of God, a man of faith. G D He said, Let me tell you 'bout the way I used to be, Em I've run from the law and I've run 'shine. C I've had some bar room fights and a shotgun bride, G D 'Till one night in a tent revival I hit my knees C D And then Jesus got my heart and now I believe C It ain't that you fall but that you get back up. G Life's more about faith, than it is about luck. D Man makes a living by the work he does, G But he'll leave his mark 'cause of who he was. Em C My boots have walked that road, so son remember, Am D G Every saint has a past, and every sinner has a future. F In the pages of the Good book you can read C About liars, losers, cheats, and thieves Am D Who were changed, so there's hope for you and me. C It ain't that you fall but that you get back up. G Life's more about faith, than it is about luck. D Man makes a living by the work he does, G But he'll leave his mark 'cause of who he was. Em C My boots have walked that road, so son remember, Am D Every saint has a past, and every sinner has a future. | C | C | G | G | C | C | G | Every sinner has a future.