Saints and Sinners4

{INTRO} {VERSE ONE} I been runnin’ from the law since I was seventeen, Bar fights, backroads, livin’ hard and mean. Got a list of bad decisions longer than the Rio Grande, But I’m still standin’ here tryin’ to be a better man. I still got smoke on my jacket, trouble on my name, Whiskey on my breath and no one but myself to blame… But even a busted compass finds north at last, And I’m learnin’ you can’t outrun every shadow from your past. {CHORUS} Every sinner has a future, Every saint has a past. Ain’t a soul on God’s green earth That ain’t broke a little glass. Grace don’t just shine on the chosen few, It hits the worst ones fast. Every sinner has a future, And every saint has a past. {VERSE TWO} There’s a preacher down on Main Street, Bible in his hand… But he once rode with outlaws when he had a red Trans Am. Said he traded in his demons for a second chance, But he still hears ’em callin’ at night, when he gets the urge to dance. {GUITAR SOLO} Yea, that preacher, he don’t judge my sins… Says he used to raise hell worse than I ever did. Told me, “Son, redemption ain’t a line you cross fast— It’s a road you walk slow, leavin’ footprints in the past.” {BRIDGE} Me and that old preacher, Ain’t as different as we seem. He said, “Son, I’ve worn your boots before, Chasin’ every dead-end dream.” And something in me shifted, Like the past don’t have to last— ’Cause every sinner’s got a future, And every saint has got a past. {FINAL CHORUS} Every sinner’s got a future, Every saint’s got a past. We’re all just broken wanderers Tryin’ to outrun what won’t last. But tonight… I feel that mercy fall, Like a sunrise comin’ fast— Every sinner’s got a future, And every saint has got a past. {OUTRO}