John Wesley Harding - A Very Sorry Saint Lyrics

A very sorry saint I am, I am
A very sorry saint I am
I don't even do the best I can
A very sorry saint I am, I am
I am
I try to be grateful
For each day I'm alive
But all I can manage
Is a grudging high five
But someone up there must like me
I continue to thrive
I know it looks like I'm praying
Owning up to my sins
I'm just starting to wonder
When the orgy begins
All the souls that need saving
The identical twins
A very sorry saint I am, I am
A very sorry saint I am
I don't even do the best I can
A very sorry saint I am, I am
I am
Well, there are two Mary's
One is a tart
The other's a virgin
I can't tell them apart
There's a book called the Bible
I should know it by heart
A very sorry saint I am, I am
A very sorry saint I am
I'm no good at please and thank you, ma'am
A very sorry saint I am, I am
I am
He's a jealous king wants unconditional love
When you come empty-handed, it's him you're unworthy of
Yeah, I look holy
But it's all sleight of hand
Cos I doubt and I worry
And he laughs at my plans
But my halo's so charming
And my churches look grand
A very sorry saint I am, I am
A very sorry saint I am
This isn't even blood, it's strawberry jam
A very sorry saint I am, I am
I am, I am, I am