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  • Lynyrd Skynyrd - Saturday Night Special

    Lynyrd Skynyrd

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    Two feet they come a creepin'
    Like a black cat do
    And two bodies are layin' naked
    Creeper think he got nothin' to lose
    So he creeps into this house, yeah
    And unlocks the door
    And as a man's reaching for his trousers
    Shoots him full of thirty-eight holes

    It's the Saturday night special
    Got a barrel that's blue and cold
    Ain't good for nothin'
    But put a man six feet in a hole

    Big Jim's been drinkin' whiskey
    And playin' poker on a losin' night
    And pretty soon ol' Jim starts a thinkin
    Somebody been cheatin' and lyin'
    So Big Jim commence to fightin'
    I wouldn't tell you no lie
    Big Jim done pulled his pistol
    Shot his friend right between the eyes

    It's the Saturday night special
    Got a barrel that's blue and cold
    Ain't good for nothin'
    But put a man six feet in a hole

    Oh, it's the Saturday night special

    Hand guns are made for killin'
    They ain't no good for nothin' else
    And if you like to drink your whiskey
    You might even shoot yourself
    So why don't we dump 'em people
    To the bottom of the sea
    Before some ol' fool come around here
    Wanna shoot either you or me

    It's the Saturday night special
    Got a barrel that's blue and cold
    Ain't good for nothin'
    But put a man six feet in a hole

    It's the Saturday night special
    And I'd like to tell you what you could do with it
    And that's the end of the song

    Licensed by © Universal Music Publishing Group
    Written by EDWARD KING | RONNIE VAN ZANT

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