| Cursing every step of the way, he bore a heavy load | 
| To the market ten miles away, the journey took its toll | 
| And every day he passed a monastery’s high cathedral walls | 
| And it made his life seem meaningless and small | 
| And he wondered how it would be to live in such a place | 
| To be warm, well fed and at peace, to shut the world away | 
| So when he saw a priest who walked, for once, beyond the iron gate | 
| He said, «Tell me of your life inside the place», and the priest replied | 
| We fall down, we get up, we fall down, we get up | 
| We fall down, we get up | 
| And the saints are just the sinners | 
| Who fall down and get up | 
| Disappointment followed him home, he’d hoped for so much more | 
| But he saw himself in a light he had never seen before | 
| 'Cause if the priest who fell could find the grace of God to be enough | 
| Then there must be some hope for the rest of us | 
| There must be some hope left for us | 
| 'Cause we fall down, we get up, we fall down, we get up | 
| We fall down, we get up | 
| And the saints are just the sinners | 
| Who fall down and get up | 
| We fall down, we get up, we fall down, we get up | 
| We fall down, we get up | 
| And the saints are just the sinners | 
| Yeah, the saints are just the sinners | 
| Who fall down and get up | 
| (We fall down, we get up, we fall down, we get up) | 
| (We fall down, we get up) | 
| And the saints are just the sinners | 
| Who fall down and get up | 
| (We fall down, we get up, we fall down, we get up) | 
| (We fall down, we get up) | 
| And the saints are just the sinners | 
| (We fall down, we get up, we fall down, we get up) | 
| (We fall down, we get up) | 
| And the saints are just the sinners | 
| (We fall down, we get up, we fall down, we get up) | 
| (We fall down, we get up) | 
| And the saints are just the sinners | 
| Yeah, the saints are just the sinners | 
| Who fall down and get up |