"Between Saturday Night and Sunday Morning" Lyrics (Kevin Bowe and Mick Sterling)
Looks like you had yourself a long hard night I’ve seen your kind before Blood on your collar, ain’t you a sight Sleeping on the floor Get up son and use the legs God gave you I’ve got people outside, just waiting to get saved Don’t give me no Mr. Pitiful, I don’t blame you But your time is up, you’ve got a choice to make
Chorus You’re too late for Saturday night Too early for Sunday morning You better heed the good lord’s warning And find your way home You ain’t drunk, but you ain’t sober The day ain’t come but the night is over You better get right with God and save your soul
I’ve done some running in a younger man’s clothes Before I put the collar on The devil makes everything taste so sweet Until the candy is gone Cause one bite is one too many and a thousand ain’t enough You better spit it out from deep inside your guts There’s a long line of sinners, at heavens gate But if your name ain’t on the list, you’re gonna have to wait
