Saturday Night Special

Yeah two feets they come a creepin` Like a black cat do And two bodies are laying naked Creeper thinks he got nothin` to lose So, he creeps up into this house yeah And unlocks the door And as a man`s reaching for his trousers, Shoots him full of thirty-eight holes It`s the Saturday Night Special Got a barrel that`s so blue and cold Ain`t good for nothin` But put a man six feet in the hole Big Jim`s been drinkin` whiskey And playin` poker on a losin` night And pretty soon Ol` Jim starts a-thinkin` Somebody been cheatin` and lyin` So big Jim commence to fightin` I wouldn`t tell you no lie Big Jim done pull his pistol And shot his friend right between the eyes It`s the Saturday Night Special Got a barrel that`s so blue and cold Ain`t good for nothin` But put a man six feet in the hole I`m gonna tell you what you Can do with it too Hand guns are made for killin` They ain`t no good for nothin` else And if you like to drink your whiskey You might even shoot yourself So why don`t we dump them people To the bottom of the sea Before some ol` fool come around here Wanna shoot either you or me It`s the Saturday Night Special Got a barrel that`s so blue and cold Ain`t good for nothin` But put a man six feet in the hole It`s the Saturday Night Special Got a barrel that`s so blue and cold Ain`t good for nothin` But put a man six feet in the hole Saturday Night Special It`s the Saturday Night Special It`s the Saturday Night Special