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