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Whitesnake Saints Sinners

Now when I first met you I was rollin' along Just a bar room crooner Singin' heartbreak songs And I supposed I could never get next to you But you seemed

I don't need a doctor I don't need a priest I don't need no superstitious cures For my release I'm flesh an' blood Skin an' bone A little petticoat company

If you feel the rollin' thunder An' your eyes see lightnin' strike Don't be afraid to call on me I'll bring you shelter from the night When the wind

Saints an' sinners, priests an' thieves For what we are about to receive May the Lord make us truly thankful Saints an' sinners, Saints an' sinners,

Saints an' sinners, priests an' thieves For what we are about to receive May the Lord make us truly thankful Saints an' sinners, Saints an' sinners,

: (David Coverdale & Micky Moody) I take what I want An' I steal anything that I need, I would do anything To get my satisfaction guaranteed 'Cos I

: (David Coverdale) I'm down on love An' I don't give a damn, I take my chances Whenever I can Like a lamb to the slaughter, Another sacrifice, For

: (David Coverdale & Bernie Marsden) I don't know where I'm going But, I sure know where I've been Hanging on the promises In songs of yesterday An'

: (David Coverdale & Micky Moody) I'm gonna tell you What is all about, Why I scream an' I shout for you I've been an' travelled All around the world