Every Saturday Night

EVERY SATURDAY NIGHT Y'ALL -- BOUT SUNDOWN COUNTRY PEOPLE IN WAGONS THEY BE COMING FROM MILES AROUND THEY DRINKING CORN LIQUOR FROM A MASON FRUIT JAR AND OLD MAN PLAY PLUCKIN PLUCKIN THAT BASS STRING GUI--TAR CHORUS GOOD OLD CATFISH AND HOMEADE BOO I GOT ME SOME BUTTER BEANS AND CHITLINS TOO EVERY SATURDAY NIGHT EVERY SATURDAY NIGHT I GET IN MY SIN AND AS LONG AS I'M ABLE I'M GONNA DO THE SAME THING AGAIN MY HEAD GETS SO BAD IT'S A -- DOGGONE SHAME I BE SO TORE DOWN--- I DON'T EVEN KNOW MY NAME CHORUS MONDAY MORNING IS THE DAY I PLOW AND THEN TUESDAY I GOTTA MILK THE COW WEDNESDAY I HAVE TO WALK THE DOG THEN THURSDAY GOTTA SLOP THE HOG FRIDAY - GOOD FRIDAY WHEN MY WORK IS DONE, I REALIZE I'VE GOT ONE MORE NIGHT BEFORE SATURDAY COME --- Every Saturday Night - The Band Of Heathens