Lynyrd Skynyrd "Saturday Night Special" Songtext

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Saturday Night Special

Two feets they come a creepin'Like a black cat doAnd two bodies are lyin' nakedCreeper think he got nothin' to loseSo he creeps into this house, yeahAnd unlocks the doorAnd while a man reaching for his trousersShoots him full of .38 holes

[Chorus]Its a Saturday night specialGot a barrel that's blue and coldAin't no good for nothin'But put a man six feet in a hole

Big Jim's been drinkin' whiskeyAnd playing poker on a losin' nightPretty soon, Big Jim starts a thinkin'Somebody been cheatin' and lyin'So Big Jim commences to fightin'I wouldn't tell you no lieAnd Big Jim done grab his pistolShot his friend right between the eyes

[Chorus]

Hand guns are made for killin'Ain't no good for nothin' elseAnd if you like your whiskeyYou might even shoot yourselfSo why don't we dump 'em peopleTo the bottom of the seaBefore some fool come around hereWanna shoot either you or me

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