Saturday Satan Sunday Saint - Charley Crockett

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