Saturday Satan Sunday Saint lyrics

Saturday satan Sunday saint foolin' your neighbors that's what you think Readin' the good book singin' the hymns Come Monday morning and he's back to a life of sin Old brother Brown all week he steals tells everyone this big business deals The deacon walks by a dollar hits the plate Tryin' to buy self a ticket to the pearly gates Old sister Rose on the very first row been a sittin' right there twenty years or so Never hears a word when the preacher speaks Too busy talkin' bout the bad girl down the street Saturday satan Sunday saint... This little song holds good advice though some people may think it ain't too nice Well if you're one who's wearing the shoes Well there's somebody watchin' and you ain't nobody's fool Saturday satan Sunday saint... Come Monday morning and he's back to a life of sin