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    Rolling Stones Saint of me текст песни

    Saint of me

    Saint Paul the persecutor
    Was a cruel and sinful man
    Jesus hit him with a blinding light
    And then his life began
    I said yeah
    I said yeah

    Augustin knew temptation
    He loved women, wine and song
    And all the special pleasures
    Of doing something wrong
    I said yeah
    I said 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 the flames

    And I do believe in miracles
    And I want to save my soul
    And I know that I’m a sinner
    I’m gonna die here in the cold
    I said yes, I said 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
    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 heard an angel cry
    I thought I saw a teardrop falling from his eye

    John the Baptist was a martyr
    But he stirred up Herod’s hate



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