I'm sitting by a bonfire watching her swaying Me and my buddies and the guitar playing Sipping on forties on a Saturday night Buzzing through a chorus of Dixieland Delight Back through my mind like smoke She was smoking hot, a whiskey shot, a cherry Coke

I want a Sunday Kind of Love. A love to last, past Saturday night. And I'd like to know it's more than love at first sight. And I want a, a love that's on the square. Can't seem to find somebody, someone to care. And I'm on a lonely road that leads to

Nowhere like I do That your parents don't The way that I do And all the things that I know They don't care like I do I guess there's certain dreams that you gotta keep 'Cause they only know what you let 'em see There's nowhere I'd rather be Saturday

I'm feelin' like a Monday, but someday I'll be Saturday night Hey, man I'm alive I'm takin' each day and 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

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 night Brings a smile to your face and a tear to your eye The only place I feel at home Sing

And it's undivided I don't party on Friday night I don't party on Saturday no more What goes on in my life, what goes on in my mind (She understands me) They said you should take time, that's why I'm giving her mine Woah, woah, woah I ain't hit the club,

Jack in my coke’s got me dizzy dizzy Radio rockin' with maybe Freddy daddy Oh oh it’s the 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

I'm on Easy, Easy Street......... Saturday night at the corner cafe, Had me some drinks and I'm feelin my way, Moon's on the rise and it looks like a night for romance......... Shufflin down past the local hotel, Doin the rounds like I'm under a spell,

Hell before you naw, rollin' off just right Man, that town is small, boys But you have a ball, boys Homemade alcohol on a Saturday night Y'all boys with that southern drawl, boys Yeah, truck's stuck, who you gon' call? Pretty girl, who you gon' fall for?

It ain't pretty, it ain't pretty When a heart breaks Had a feeling, I was feeling alright But it just happened to be Saturday night I put my lipstick on a little too bright Then I took a deep breathe and started to drive He'd let me in without a cover