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 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

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

This little song holds good advice

Though some people may think it ain't too nice

Well, if you're one who's wearin' the shoes

Well, there's somebody watchin' and you ain't nobody's fool

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

Come Monday morning and he's back to a life of sin