Saint Anne Songtext

von Bob Hillman

All this happened pretty damned quick
Traded him for rhetoric
He can't prove she did him wrong
She thinks it was martyrdom
Where's the love, is it just gone?
Gone for Saint Anne

Unrequited feelings will
Strangle any urge to kill
Half-baked sentimental thoughts
Hatched in earnest, right or not
Play the game but don't get caught
Caught with Saint Anne

When your plans are ill-devised
Doesn't pay to advertise
Details spread, the story grew
Like most rumors it was true
The only one who never knew
Lives with Saint Anne

He was shocked when she denied
Playing them from either side
Standard double agent scam
Lining up the also-rans
Working fast without a plan
Good work Saint Anne

Everyone congratulate
Newly chosen patron saint
Passion wasn't good enough
Endless love and all that stuff
Sacrifice when things get rough
Rough for Saint Anne

After all the drunken days
Reunions and passion plays
He'll take home a useful tool
Her version of the Golden Rule
Take thy neighbor for a fool
Fool for Saint Anne

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