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

I'm out late every
Doing things ain't right
And cry for me
When I'm in the dumps
And she nurses my
How she for me

And she'll never
She keeps hiding the
But I know all the
not feeling too well
'Cause I put her through
she forces a smile

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

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

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

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

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

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

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