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 is 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 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 to float like a bird in between