Ernest Tubb — Saturday Satan Sunday Saint

Saturday Satan, Sunday saint Foolin' your neighbors That's what you think Readin' the good book Singin' the hymns Come Monday morning and it's back to a life of sin Old brother Brown All week he steals Tells everyone His big business deals The deacon walks by A dollar hits the plate Tryin' to buy himself 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 Foolin' your neighbors Readin' the good book Singin' the hymns Come Monday mornin' and it's back to a life of sin 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 he ain't nobody's fool Saturday Satan, Sunday saint Foolin' your neighbors Readin' the good book Singin' the hymns Come Monday mornin' and it's back to a life of sin Come Monday mornin' and it's back to a life of sin