Luyện nghe bài hát She's Got to Be a Saint

I'm out every night
Doing things that right
And cry for me
When I'm down in the
And she my lumps
How she for me

And she'll complain
She keeps hiding the
But I know all the
She's not too well
'Cause I put her hell
Still she a smile

got to be a saint
Lord know that I
I finally
Right my eyes
Here is a

There's a dress in a
That'll her eyes pop
But she'll look
She'd gotten a lift
If I'd bought her that
For her

But her birthday has
And I like a bum
I spent my last dime
On a worthless old
On a drunken
I've done it after time

She's got to be a
Lord know I ain't
I realize
Right my eyes
is a saint

Should I Should I go?
I really don't
My mind's in a
Soon gonna be dawn
And if she finds me
it be best for her?

I see her cry in her
So I kiss her wet
I by her and pray
And turn off the light
out in the night
And go on my way

She's got to be a
Lord know I ain't
I finally
Right my eyes
is a saint