Long before a boat anchored the harbourLong before steel drums filled the breezeGod lifted these islands from the oceanThey stood strong for centuriesSo it's fitting they were named after men with golden halos'Cause angels don't give in just cause a little wind blowsWe say we can when they say we can'tSee what it is when they see what it ain'tWith blood, sweat, and tears and a new coat of paintWe're just a sinner's choir singin' a song for the saintsWoah, woahWoah, woahFor the farmer in the field of sugar caneFor the drunkard in his hammock, dryin' out after the rainFor the teacher in the classroom, kid kickin' cans in the streetFor the captain and his bar mate, prayin' down on bended kneesWe say we can when they say we can'tSee what it is when they see what it ain'tWith blood, sweat, and tears and a new coat of paintWe're just a sinner's choir singin' a song for the saintsWoah, woahWoah, woahThis brokenness will heal, this weakness will be strongLet's lift our voice together as the saints go marchin' onWe say we can when they say we can'tSee what it is when they see what it ain'tWith blood, sweat, and tears and a new coat of paintWe're just a sinner's choir singin' a song for theWe say we can when they say we can'tSee what it is when they see what it ain'tWith blood, sweat, and tears and a new coat of paintWe're just a sinner's choir singin' a song for the saintsWoah, woahWoah, woahWoah, woah
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Long before a boat anchored the harbour
Long before steel drums filled the breeze
God lifted these islands from the ocean
They stood strong for centuries
So it's fitting they were named after men with golden halos
'Cause angels don't give in just cause a little wind blows
We say we can when they say we can't
See what it is when they see what it ain't
With blood, sweat, and tears and a new coat of paint
We're just a sinner's choir singin' a song for the saints
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
For the farmer in the field of sugar cane
For the drunkard in his hammock, dryin' out after the rain
For the teacher in the classroom, kid kickin' cans in the street
For the captain and his bar mate, prayin' down on bended knees
We say we can when they say we can't
See what it is when they see what it ain't
With blood, sweat, and tears and a new coat of paint
We're just a sinner's choir singin' a song for the saints
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
This brokenness will heal, this weakness will be strong
Let's lift our voice together as the saints go marchin' on
We say we can when they say we can't
See what it is when they see what it ain't
With blood, sweat, and tears and a new coat of paint
We're just a sinner's choir singin' a song for the
We say we can when they say we can't
See what it is when they see what it ain't
With blood, sweat, and tears and a new coat of paint
We're just a sinner's choir singin' a song for the saints
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
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