the rolling stones
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  He'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  And Salome got her wish  To have him served up on a plate  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  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  I thought I saw an angel cry   You'll never make a saint of me  You'll never make a saint of me