Well This Evenings Nearly Over. I Am Laying On My Bed. Summer Sun Is Turning Golder, I Said. And Before I Close My Eyes To Get Some Sleep I Try To Think Of The Days Gone By. It's No Surprise



That, "Glory Glory Child Ain't No Saint But I Ain't Proud Of That Yea I Ain't Proud (Glory Glory). And Glory Glory Child Ain't No Saint But I Ain't Proud.



Well My Life Is Far From Over. At Least That's What I Can Hope. I Keep Picking 3 Leaf Clovers I Know. And Before I Close My Eyes For My Last Sleep I Hope To Look At My Life Gone By. Will I Smile?



And Say, "Glory Glory Child Ain't No Saint But I Ain't Proud Of That Yea I Ain't Proud. And Glory Glory Child Ain't No Saint But I Ain't Proud.



Life Is Much More (life Is Much More) That What You've Done Before.



And "Glory Glory Child Ain't No Saint But I Ain't Proud Of That Yea I Ain't Proud. And Glory Glory Child Ain't No Saint But I Ain't Proud. Glory Glory.