[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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He climbed down off that old John Deere,
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wiping sweat and I was wiping tears.
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He saw me coming across them cotton rows,
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he was 78 and I was 21,Feeling guilty for who I'd become,
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and then the toughest man I knew pulled me close.
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He said, son no matter what you've done, you gotta know

[Chorus]
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It ain't that you fall but that you get back up.
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Life's more about faith, than it is about luck.
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Man makes a living by the work he does,
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But he'll leave his mark 'cause of who he was.
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My boots have walked that road, so son remember,
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Every saint has a past, and every sinner has a future.

[Verse 2]
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See, I never knew the cane he raised.
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He was a man of God, a man of faith.
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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.
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I've had some bar room fights and a shotgun bride,
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'Till one night in a tent revival I hit my knees
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And then Jesus got my heart and now I believe

[Chorus]
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It ain't that you fall but that you get back up.
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Life's more about faith, than it is about luck.
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Man makes a living by the work he does,
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But he'll leave his mark 'cause of who he was.
   Em                                   C
My boots have walked that road, so son remember,
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Every saint has a past, and every sinner has a future.

[Bridge]
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In the pages of the Good book you can read
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About liars, losers, cheats, and thieves
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Who were changed, so there's hope for you and me.

[Chorus]
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It ain't that you fall but that you get back up.
       G
Life's more about faith, than it is about luck.
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Man makes a living by the work he does,
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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.

[Outro]
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Every sinner has a future.