St. James Lyrics

This is the story of a man, who conquered life drink in hand,
Ship unmanned.
Marked by genius, channeled good, by some a bit misunderstood.
They'd been wrong many times before.
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Sometimes our saints are sinners,
They blur the lines and lead the way,
Their way.
Raise hell and a glass in reverence,
(To) The fearless lives of our great saints, our saints.

Never a stranger to late night snake bite fist fights and empty pints,
Unrivaled heights.
He led with songs, they sang along, created bonds that held so strong.
Some were right and some were wrong.

Sometimes our saints are sinners,
They blur the lines and lead the way,
Their way.
Raise hell and a glass in reverence,
(To) The fearless lives of our great saints, our saints.

It's by the sea and at night's end that's when the sin and swill begin,
That's when he had that certain light inside his head.
For every whisper he would scream, for every draught he shared a drink
For every sorrow there's a light from our St. James

On the sea by the cliffs he watches,
He waits the night to see the day, his way
Last call will find us all
But there's a light that leads the way, our way.

Sometimes our saints are sinners,
They blur the lines and lead the way,
Their way.
Raise hell and a glass in reverence,
(To) The fearless lives of our great saints, our saints.