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Tennessee Saturday Night

 

Tennessee Saturday Night

(앨범: I Remember Red: My Tribute To Red Foley - 1994)


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
Where 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 looking 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

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