Lyrics She's Got To Be A Saint - Ray Price
I'm
out
late
every
night
Doing
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
hiding
the
pain
But
I
know
all
the
while
She's
not
feeling
too
well
'Cause
I
put
her
through
hell
Still
she
forces
a
smile
She's
got
to
be
a
saint
Lord
know
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
'Cause
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
know
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
know
that
I
ain't
I
finally
realize
Right
before
my
eyes
Here
is
a
saint
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