Tennessee Saturday Night

歌詞

Now, listen while I tell you 'bout a place I know Down in Tennessee where the tall come grows Hidden from the world in a bunch of piner Wherer the moon's little bashfull and it seldom shines Civilized people live there alright But they all go native on a Saturday Night Their music is a fiddle and a cracked guitar They get their kicks from a old fruit jar Their do the boogie to an old square dance The woods are full of couples lookin' for romance Somebody takes his brogue and knocks out the light Yes, they all go native on a Saturday Night When they really get together there's a lot a fun They all know the other fellah packs a gun Ev'rybody does his best to act just right 'Cause there's gonna be a funeral if you start a fight They struggle and they shuffle till broad daylight Yes, they all go native on Saturday Night Well, now you're heard my story 'bout a place I know Down in Tennessee where the tall corn grows Hidden from the world in a lunch of pines Where the moon's a little basful and it seldom shines Civilized people live there alright But they all go native on a Saturday Night