Tennessee Saturday Night — текст песни (Kenny Price)

Listen while I tell you bout a place I know down in Tennessee where the tall corn grows
Hidden from the world in a bunch of pines
The moon`s a little bashful and it seldom shines
Civilized people live there all right but they all go native on Saturday night
[ guitar ]
Well the music is a fiddle and a crack guitar they give the kicks from an old fruit jar
They do the boogie to an old square dance
The woods`re full of couples lookin` for romance
They struggle and they shuffle till the broad daylight
And they all go native on Saturday night
[ dobro ]
When they really get together there`s a lot of fun
They all know the other fella packs a gun
Everybody does his best to act just right
Cause it`s gonna be a funeral if you start a fight
They struggle and they shuffle till the broad daylight
Then they all go native on Saturday night
[ harmonica ]
Now you`ve heard my story bout a place I know
Down in Tennessee where the tall corn grows
Hidden from the world in a bunch of pines
Where the moon`s a little bashful and it seldom shines
Civilized people live there all right but they all go native on Saturday night