Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Saint of Lost Causes, artist - Justin Townes Earle.
Date of issue: 23.05.2019
Song language: English
The Saint of Lost Causes |
I’m a bad dream |
I’m not a nightmare, I’m too goody for that |
Let’s just say I’m the last thing you wanna see coming |
I’m the reason they say watch your back |
For so long, I was like a wounded hound |
Backed into a chainlink fence |
The world at large was just a big, mean kid |
Poking me through the fence with a stick |
Ain’t nobody goin' back |
It takes a whole lotta hurt |
Therein lies one of life’s biggest lessons |
Ain’t got nothin' to do with deserve |
Just pray to the Saint of Lost Causes |
Now it’s a cruel world |
But it ain’t hard to understand |
You got your sheep, got your shepherds |
Got your wolves amongst men |
It can be hard to tell |
You might find a wolf in shepherd’s clothes |
And now and then you’re gonna find sheep |
In amongst all those troubled souls |
You know the folks that’s most afraid of the wolf |
If you really stop and think |
Throughout time, between a wolf and a shepherd |
Who do you think has killed more sheep? |
Nah, there’s nothing can be done |
It’s just the way it goes |
First you get bad, then you get mean |
Then there’s nothing left but to grow cold |
And pray to the Saint of Lost Causes |
Some will say I’ve got no feeling |
No heart, and surely no shame |
Truth is that this has been with me so long |
That I, I must admit I kinda like the pain |
How many encounters do you ever have |
But again, how many wolves you ever seen? |
You got about as much chance of seeing one of them |
As you do running into me |
Still take nothing for granted |
Might live on the best block in Beverly Hills |
Be sure you lock up tight at night |
'Cause you know poor folks ain’t got nothing to steal |
Just pray to the Saint of Lost Causes |