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

I'm out late night
Doing things that right
And cry for me
When I'm in the dumps
And she nurses my
How she for me

And she'll complain
She hiding the pain
But I all the while
She's not too well
'Cause I put her through
Still she forces a

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

There's a in a shop
That'll make her pop
But she'll look
She'd gotten a lift
If I'd bought her gift
For her

But her birthday has
And I like a bum
'Cause I my last dime
On a old friend
On a weekend
I've done it time time

got to be a saint
Lord that I ain't
I realize
Right before my
is a saint

Should I stay? I go?
I really don't
My mind's in a
Soon it's gonna be
And if she me gone
Would it be for her?

I see her cry in her
So I her wet cheek
I by her and pray
And I'll turn off the
Step out in the
And go on my way

She's got to be a
Lord that I ain't
I finally
Right before my
Here is a