paroles de chanson One More Saturday Night - Live - 8/27/72 Veneta, Oregon - Grateful Dead , Jerry Garcia , Bob Weir

Went down to the mountain, I was drinkin′ some wine
Looked up in the heavens, Lord I saw a mighty sign
Writt'n fire across the heaven, plain as black and white
Get prepared, there′s going to be a party tonight
Uh-huh
Hey, Saturday night
Yeah, u-huh
One more Saturday night
Whoo, Saturday night
Ev'rybodies dancin' down the local armory
With a basement full of dynamite and live artillery
The temperature keeps risin′, ev′rybody gettin' high
Come the rockin′ stroke of midnight, the place is gonna fly
Uh-huh
Hey, Saturday night
Yeah u-huh
One more Saturday night now
Ow, Saturday night
Turn on channel six, the president comes on the news
Says I get no satisfaction, that's why I sing the blues
His wife says don′t get crazy, Lord, you know just what to do
Crank up that old Victrola, break out your rockin' shoes
Uh-huh
Hey, Saturday night
Yeah u-huh
One more Saturday night, now
Hey, Saturday night
Then God way up in heaven, for whatever it was worth
Thought he′d have a big ol' party, thought he'd call it planet Earth
Don′t worry about tomorrow, Lord, you′ll know it when it comes
When the Rock-n-Roll music meets the risin' sun
Uh-huh
Ow, Saturday night
Yeah, uh-huh
One more Saturday night
Ow, Saturday night
Hey, another Saturday night
Hey, another Saturday night
(Inaudible)
Hey, another Saturday night
We′re goin' Saturday, we′re goin' Saturday night
Hey, another Saturday night
Hey, another Saturday night
(Inaudible)
We′re goin' Saturday, we're goin′ Saturday night
Hey, another Saturday night
Hey, another Saturday night
Hey, another Saturday night
We′re goin' Saturday, we′re goin' Saturday night