Passionate ballad
Music/Lyrics/PLaing/Singing/Arranging/Recording: Tom O'Brien
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St. Anthony supposedly finds lost things. My mom always used to pray to him when she'd lose her car keys. This song is from different points of view of people who have lost big things - jobs, wives, freedom, etc.
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Help me please,
St. Anthony
That I might find a job
I'm tired of wearing tattered clothes and
Looking like a slob
I'm not a true believer in the
Holy Trinity
But if they're up there won't you put
A kind word in for me
Help me please,
St. Anthony
For I have lost my wife
And I m not accustomed to this
Solitary life
There was a time I thought she was the
Woman of my dreams
Help me please,
St. Anthony
The finder of lost things
One day I lost my temper and I
Lost my self-control
And now I've lost my freedom and there's
No chance of parole
I've lost my little dignity
I've lost my sense of pride
I've lost the sense of confidence that
God is on my side
Help me please,
St. Anthony
That I might find myself
Worthy of the grace God gives to
Everybody else
Help me find some patience while I'm
Stuck here in this hole
I may just ose my mind but I don't
Want to lose my soul
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