She's Got To Be A Saint Lyrics - 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