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Saturday Night Special (Live At Fox Theatre, Atlanta, GA - July 7, 1976) - Lynyrd Skynyrd
Lyrics by：Ronnie Van Zant/Edward King
Composed by：Ronnie Van Zant/Edward King
Produced by：Tom Dowd
Two feets they come a creepin'
Like a black cat do
And two bodies layin' naked
Creeper think he got nothin' to lose
So he creeps into this house yeah
Unlocks the door
And as a man's reaching for his trousers
Shoots him full of 38 holes
Mister Saturday night special
Got a barrel that's blue and cold
That ain't good for nothin'
But puttin' men six feet in a hole
Big Jim's been drinking whiskey
And playing poker on a losing night
And pretty soon ol' Jim starts a thinkin'
Oh somebody been cheatin' and lyin'
So Big Jim commence to fighting
I wouldn't tell you no no no
Big Jim done pulled his pistol
Shot his friend right between the eyes
Mister Saturday night special
Got a barrel that's blue and cold
That ain't good for nothin'
But puttin' men six feet in a hole
Oh that's the Saturday night special
For 20 dollars you can buy yourself one too
Here it comes
Oh lemme tell you all about it
A hand guns was 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 'em people
To the bottom of the sea
Before some old fool come around here
Wanna shoot either you or me
Mister Saturday night special
You got a barrel that's blue and cold
Ain't good for nothin'
But puttin' men six feet in a hole
Ooooh
It's the Saturday night special
And I'd like to tell you
What you could do with it was too
Aaaa I got sting it
