Country superstar Kenny Chesney‘s album title track “Song for the Saints” provides fans with a message of strength, courage, and resilience all rolled into one. While the Tennessee native was creating his upcoming album, he was also in the middle of helping his friends in the Caribbean after two life-altering hurricanes.
“There’s so much to say, and so much music on this record,” Kenny explains. “Knowing where to start was hard and easy, because this is the song that really holds everything together. It’s a tribute to those islands and their unstoppable spirit. Even as people were coming off the islands — some just to not tax the limited resources — so many of my friends were digging in, trying to figure out what needed to be done and getting on to the work of clearing debris, creating habitable space for those staying and reminding all of us how island strong they all are.”
Listen to the song below!
Songs for the Saints will be released on July 27th and the star is currently in his Trip Around The Sun Tour.
“When I arrived on St. John, on a day off after taking a ferry all by myself, I walked down a street in a very special place and heard George Jones floating out a door of a bar,” Kenny recalls about falling in love with the islands. “I walked in, sat on a barstool and found people from all over the country who had hearts like mine: dreamers who were free spirits, living a way that made sense to them.”
“I left that day, went back out on tour, but kept going back, because it was a place I not only fit, but felt like I could disappear. I was a young adult, and I made some of the best friends of my life on those islands – and this is my way of giving back.”
Long before steel drums filled the breeze
God lifted these islands from the ocean
They stood strong for centuries
‘Cause angels don’t give it 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 sinners choir singing a song for the saints
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
For the farmer, the field, the sugar cane
For the drunkered in his hammock
Drying out after the rain
For the teacher in the classroom
Kid kicking cans in the street
With a captain and his bar mate
Praying 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 sinners choir singing 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 marching 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 sinners choir singing 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 sinners choir singing a song for the saints
Woah, woah
Woah, woah
