Mr Jones this car you sold me isn't all that I desired   You swore it was young and healthy now I find it's old and tired   But a deal's a deal you tell me and there's nothing to be done   Mr Jones I'd like you better if you robbed me with a gun   You're a Sunday morning Christian sir singing louder than the rest   Beg forgiveness at the altar with your chin down on your chest   But tomorrow will be Monday you'll revert back to your ways   Gougin' kickin' cheatin' shovin' with no thoughts of God or lovin'   Don't let me stand in your way surely God will forgive you next Sunday   [ guitar ]   Mrs Smith your fine attendance shows the Christian life you live   But I know you little secret you expect God to forgive   You'll kiss your husband Monday morning see him safely on his way   Then get ready for your lover it's a long time till Sunday   You're a Sunday morning Christian ma'm...