Little Saint

(a capella)

I'm little brother to a little saint from Californ,

She's the first-born daughter of a gypsy queen

And I swear you'd say

If she were standing here today

That she's the saddest soul you've ever seen

I'm little brother to a little saint, I know it's true,

You can take my money, you can take my word

She got deep brown eyes

That'll take you by surprise

Sweetest voice you ever heard

Give a stranger that old coat right off her back if he look cold

She's gonna walk a hundred miles to walk you home

She's gonna make her place

To bring you a state of grace

And help you find a dream to call your own

If she had a million dollars, she'd give it all away

Down to her last red cent she'd do the same

She'll wrap her arms around you if Lonely comes your way

And heaven, Patience sings her name

I'm little brother to a little saint, say one last time,

Any fool can see what magic she confer

But it's gonna take some time

Before she finally finds

Someone who'll be a saint for her