Saint of Me - The Rolling Stones

Saint Paul the persecutor

Was a cruel and sinful man

Jesus hit him with a blinding light

And then his life began

I said yes, I said yeah

Augustine knew temptation

He loved women, wine, and song

And all the special pleasures

Of doing something wrong

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

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?

I said yes, mmm

And I do believe in miracles

And I wanna save my soul

And I know that I'm a sinner

I'm going to 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 a angel cry

I thought I saw a teardrop falling from his eye

Come on now

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 yes, yes, 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 a angel cry

I thought I saw a teardrop falling from his eye

I thought I saw a angel cry

You'll never make a saint of me

You'll never make a saint of me

You'll never make a saint of me

Never make a saint of me