Sudbury Sat Nite — текст песни (Stompin Tom)

Well the girls are out to bingo And the boys are gettin stinko
We think no more of Inco on a Sud. Sat. Nite-
The glasses they will tinkle while our eyes begin to twinkle
And we think no more of Inco on a Sud. Sat. Nite.
With Irish Jim O`Connell there & Scotty Jack McDonald
There`s hunky Frederic Herzal gettin tight but dats alright
There`s happy German trixie there with Frenchie gettin tipsy-
And even Joe the gypsy knows its Saturday tonite-
Ya well Marianne and Mabel come to join us at the table,
And tell us how the bingo went tonite-We`ll lookout right-
That if they won the money we`ll be laughin up the honey boys
Cause everthing is funny for its Saturday tonite..
Solo-
We`ll drink the loot we borrowed and recuperate tomorrow-
Cause everything is wonderful tonite-we had a good fight-
We ate the deli pickle and we forgot about the nickel
And everybody`s tickled for its Saturday tonite...
The songs that we`ll be singin They might be wrong but they`ll be ringin
And now the lights of town are shinin bright-and we`re all
right-We`ll get to work on Monday-but tomorrow`s only Sun.
And we`re out to have a fun day for its Saturday tonite-