She’s got to be a saint
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G Bm
1. I'm out late every night, doing things that ain't
right,
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and
she'll cry for me.
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When I'm down in the dumps and
she nurses my lumps,
G
how
she cries for me !
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And she'll never complain, she keeps hiding
the pain,
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Cm
but I
know all the while :
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She's not feeling too well ‘cause I put her through hell.
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Still she forces a smile.
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C
- Am
She's got to be a saint, Lord
knows, that I ain't,
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C G
I finally realize right before my eyes, here
is a saint !
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Bm
2. There's a dress in the shop
that'll make her eyes pop.
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but
she'll look away.
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She'd've
gotten a lift if I bought her that gift for her birthday,
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But her birthday has come and
I feel like a bum
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‘cause
I spent my last dime
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on a
worthless old friend, on a drunken weekend,
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I've done it time after time.
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(orig. moves up a full note to capo 5th here) +
A7 - D - A7 - D
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3. Should I stay should I go, I really don't know,
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my
mind's in a blur.
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Soon it's gonna
be dawn and if she finds me gone,
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would
it be best for her ?
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I see her cry in her sleep so
I kiss her wet cheek,
C Cm
I kneel by her and pray.
G Am D
And I'll turn off the light
step out in the night,
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and
I'll go on my way.
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She's got to be a saint,
Lord knows, that I ain't,
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I finally realize right before my eyes, here is a saint !
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(orig. = capo 3rd) (Ray Price)