Sing a song about the Heartland When you hear twin fiddles and a steel guitar You're listenin' to the sound of the American heart And opry music on a Saturday Saturday night Brings a smile to your face and a tear to your eye The only place I feel at home Sing

I'm feelin' like a Monday, but someday I'll be Saturday Saturday night Hey, man I'm alive I'm takin' each day and night night at a time It can't get worse than yesterday Thursdays, Fridays ain't been kind But somehow I'll survive Hey man I'm alive I'm takin' each day

Captain Jack will get you high tonight And take you to your special island Captain Jack will get you by tonight Just a little push, and you'll be smilin' Saturday Saturday night and you're still hangin' around Tired of living in your one horse town you'd like to

Small town, bright lights, saturday saturday night, Pinballs and pool halls flashing their lights. Making change behind the counter in a penny arcade Sat the fat girl daughter of virginia and ray Lydia hid her thoughts like a cat Behind her small eyes sunk deep

Sing us a song, you're the piano man Sing us a song tonight Well, we're all in the mood for a melody La la, di da da da dum And you got us feeling alright It's nine o'clock on a Saturday Saturday The regular crowd shuffles in There's an old man sitting next to me

Everybody's gonna move their feet Everybody's gonna leave their seat I feel uptight on a Saturday Saturday night Nine o' clock, the radio's the only light I hear my song and it pulls me through Comes on strong, tells me what I got to do

But history does record That Bob and Charlie Ford Jesse James we understand Has killed him many a man He robbed the Union trains Have laid Jesse James in his grave It was on a Saturday Saturday night The stars were shining bright When they robbed that Union train

Mr. Saturday Saturday night special But put a man six feet in a hole Got a barrel that's blue and cold Ain't good for nothin' Two feet they come a creepin' Like a black cat do And two bodies are layin' naked A creeper think he got nothin' to lose So he creeps

It’s Saturday Saturday night And the city never sleeps I got a clean t-shirt and a shot of cologne We’re way too young to be sitting at home on Baby why shouldn't we It’s been a long week

Jack in my coke’s got me dizzy dizzy Radio rockin' with maybe Freddy daddy Oh oh it’s the Saturday Saturday night She shake it so sweet you got me on a sugar high And I don’t know if it’s you or the whiskey That’s got me feeling all tipsy tipsy I can feel myself