One More Saturday Night

One More Saturday Night - Bob Weir

I went down to the mountain I was drinking some

Wine

Looked up into heaven

Lord I saw a mighty sign

Writ in fire across the heaven

Plain as black and

White

Get prepared

There's going to be a party tonight

Uh huh

Hey saturday night

Hey ah

One more saturday night

Hey saturday night

Everybody's dancing down the local armory

With a basement full of dynamite and live artillery

The temperature keeps rising everybody getting high

Come the rocking stroke of midnight

The whole place going

To fly

Uh huh

Hey saturday night

Hey ah

One more saturday night

Hey saturday night

Oh oh

Turn on channel six

The president comes on the news

Says I got no satisfaction

That's why I sing the

Blues

His wife say don't get crazy

Lord you know what

To do

Crank up that old victrola

Put on your rocking shoes

Uh huh

Hey saturday night

Yeah

Hey ah

One more saturday night

Hey saturday night

Then God way up in heaven for whatever it was

Worth

Thought he'd have a big old party thought he'd call

It planet earth

Don't worry about tomorrow

Lord you'll know it when it

Comes

When the rock and roll music

Meets the rising shining

Sun

Uh huh

Hey saturday night

Yeah

Yeah ah

One more saturday night

Hey saturday night

Oh oh

Hey saturday night

Hey saturday night

Dadodado dada

Hey saturday night

One more time one more time

Hey saturday night

Hey saturday night

Wahh

Hey saturday night

One more time one more time

Hey saturday night

Hey saturday night

Wooh oh

Hey saturday night

One more time one more time

Ahhh oh