Saint Of Me

One, two, three, four Saint Paul the persecutor was a cruel and sinful man Jesus hit him with a blinding light and then his life began I say yeah I say yeah Augustin knew temptation, the feel of women, wine, and song And all the special pleasures of doing something wrong I say yeah I say yeah I said yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah You'll never make a saint of me Oh yeah, oh yeah You'll never make a saint of me And could you stand the torture? And could you stand the pain? Could you put your faith in Jesus when you're burning in a flame? I say yeah I say yeah I do believe in miracles, I want to save my soul I know that I'm a sinner, I'm gonna die in the cold I say yeah I say yeah Come on, y'all I said yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah You'll never make a saint of me Oh yeah, oh yeah You'll never make a saint of me Oh yeah, oh yeah You'll never make a saint of me Oh yeah, oh yeah You'll never make a saint of me I thought I saw a angel cry I thought I saw a teardrop falling from his eyes Oh yes, I do Oh yes, or do Oh, yeah (come on) John the Baptist was a martyr, he stirred up Herod's hate Salome got her wish to have him served up on a plate I say yeah I say yeah Come on, y'all I said yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah You'll never make a saint of me Oh yeah, oh yeah You'll never make a saint of me Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah You'll never make a saint of me Oh yeah, oh yeah You'll never make (a saint) I said yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah I said yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah I said yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Oh, I said yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah I said yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah You'll never make a saint of me This is it, the true story of "Some Girls"