Saints of Nevada

Ms. Wright was Daisy Lorraine

'Fore she gave up her name

And acting pursuits

She'd say, "The Lord can be strange

And timing is vague

But patience a virtue"

Paper cuts lining her manicure

From the brochures at her Bible school

But Ms. Wright

Would never complain

Or wear a band-aid

It's what Jesus would do

Have you heard about the Saints of Nevada?

Baby, I wanna believe like they do

Praying every day that they'll meet the Father

The Saints of Nevada got something to lose

Take me with you

Take me with you

I'm strung

With doubt in my veins

Worship and rage

And I cannot help it

I'd watch

My Daddy change

And get dressed for stage

They called it a pulpit

Daisy, I wanna know her

A holy roller in the digital age

Have you heard about the Saints of Nevada?

Baby, I wanna believe like they do

Praying every day that they'll meet the Father

The Saints of Nevada got something to lose

Marlboro Lites

Pink neon signs

And the Gospel truth

And everything's fine

When nothing is right

'Cause they're leaving soon

A Clark County sky

Is surely so wide

For angels to come through

'Cause what if I die

Or gamble my life

With nowhere to go to?

Have you heard about the Saints of Nevada?

Baby, I wanna believe like they do

Praying every day that they'll meet the Father

The Saints of Nevada got something to lose

Take me with you

Take me with you