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 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 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