Sinners Move First
TitanChord
You can always tell the guilty ones.
They never stop moving.
Verse 1
Saw a man hold the back wall like a sin
Drink not touched, eyes counting how they came in
Innocent men, they sit, they spread, they stay
A clean conscience never learned to sway
But the floor knows who washed their hands tonight
Knees that bounce, a jaw that's wound too tight
He don't dance because he's having fun
He dances 'cause his stillness gives him up
Pre-Chorus
Watch the feet
Not the face
Guilt's a thing
That can't stay in place
Chorus
Sinners move first
The clean ones can sit a whole night through
A still hand never lied, a still hand never knew
The guilty keep dancing 'cause the music's all that's left
Verse 2
Preacher's son out there spinning like a top
Smiling hard at a beat that will not stop
He confessed to nobody, told the floor instead
Every shuffle is a thing he never said
Me, I came in slow and I came in loose
But my heel gave a tremor like a noose
So don't trust the man who can't stand still
That's not the rhythm — that's the bill
Pre-Chorus
Watch the feet
Not the face
Guilt's a thing
That can't stay in place
Chorus
Sinners move first
The clean ones can sit a whole night through
A still hand never lied, a still hand never knew
The guilty keep dancing 'cause the music's all that's left
Bridge
I have not been still since nineteen-ninety-one
There's a porch in Alabama and a thing that I done
Don't ask me to sit down
Don't ask me to sit down
Sinners move first
The clean ones can sit a whole night through
A still hand never lied, a still hand never knew
The guilty keep dancing 'cause the music's all that's left
Outro
The music's all that's left
Timing is estimated — lines are spaced evenly across the track.
Sinners Move First
By TitanChord · Dark Dance-country
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Lyrics
You can always tell the guilty ones. They never stop moving.
Verse 1 Saw a man hold the back wall like a sin Drink not touched, eyes counting how they came in Innocent men, they sit, they spread, they stay A clean conscience never learned to sway But the floor knows who washed their hands tonight Knees that bounce, a jaw that's wound too tight He don't dance because he's having fun He dances 'cause his stillness gives him up
Pre-Chorus Watch the feet Not the face Guilt's a thing That can't stay in place
Chorus Sinners move first The clean ones can sit a whole night through A still hand never lied, a still hand never knew The guilty keep dancing 'cause the music's all that's left
Verse 2 Preacher's son out there spinning like a top Smiling hard at a beat that will not stop He confessed to nobody, told the floor instead Every shuffle is a thing he never said Me, I came in slow and I came in loose But my heel gave a tremor like a noose So don't trust the man who can't stand still That's not the rhythm — that's the bill
Pre-Chorus Watch the feet Not the face Guilt's a thing That can't stay in place
Chorus Sinners move first The clean ones can sit a whole night through A still hand never lied, a still hand never knew The guilty keep dancing 'cause the music's all that's left
Bridge I have not been still since nineteen-ninety-one There's a porch in Alabama and a thing that I done Don't ask me to sit down Don't ask me to sit down Sinners move first The clean ones can sit a whole night through A still hand never lied, a still hand never knew The guilty keep dancing 'cause the music's all that's left
Outro The music's all that's left
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