Karaoké She's Got to Be a Saint Ray Price

I'm out late every night doin' things that ain't right and she'll cry for me

When I'm down in the dumps and she nurses my lumps how she cries for me

And she'll never complain

She keeps hidin' the pain but I know all the while

She's not feelin' too well 'cos I put her through hell

Still she forces a smile

She's got to be a saint

Lord knows that I ain't

I finally realize

Right before my eyes

Here is a saint

There's a dress in a shop that'll make her eyes pop but she'll look away

She'd have gotten a lift if I'd bought her that gift for her birthday

But her birthday has come and I feel like a bum 'cos I spent my last dime

On a worthless old friend

On a drunken weekend

I've done it time after time

She's got to be a saint

Lord knows that I ain't

I finally realize

Right before my eyes

Here is a saint

Should I stay, should I go

I really don't know

My mind's in a blur

Soon it's gonna be dawn and if she finds me gone would it be best for her

I see her cry in her sleep so I kiss her wet cheek

I kneel by her and pray

And I'll turn off the light

Step out in the night and I'll go on my way

She's got to be a saint

Lord knows that I ain't

I finally realize

Right before my eyes

Here is a saint