On Monday I think I’m a sinner On Tuesday I think I’m a saint On Wednesday I don’t know what I am But I know that a saint I ain’t
Somewhere between the good and the evil Somewhere between the right and the wrong Somewhere between the kind and the mean Somewhere between that’s where I belong
On Monday I’d steal from a baby On Tuesday I’d give you my shirt On Wednesday I lie on my couch and moan ‘Cause my conscience is doing me dirt
On Monday I rail at my kinfolk On Tuesday I’m gentle and good On Wednesday I wonder and count every blunder And I wish that I knew where I stood
If I could just peek at the record I’d know if it’s mucky or clean I’d know if I’m destined for heaven or hell Or float like a bird in between
