Ernest Tubb - 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