This is the story of a man
Who conquered life drink in hand
Ship unmanned
Marked by genius, channelled good
By some a bit misunderstood
They'd been wrong many times before
Some times our saints are sinners
They blur the lines and lead the way
Their Way
Raise hell and a glass in reverence
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
Some times our saints are sinners
They blur the lines and lead the way
Their Way
Raise hell and a glass in reverence
The fearless lives of our g
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