Video Saturday Night Special de Artimus Pyle Band 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Artimus Pyle Band - Saturday Night Special Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Two feets, they come a-creepin'
Like a black cat do
And two bodies are layin' naked
Creeper think he got nothin' to lose
So he creeps into this house
And unlocks the door
And as the man's reaching for his trousers
He shoots him full of 38 holes

[Chorus]
Mister Saturday Night Special
Got a barrel that's blue and cold
It ain't good for nothing
But puttin' men six feet in a hole

[Verse 2]
Big Jim been drinking whiskey
Been playing poker on a losing night
And pretty soon, ol' Jim starts a-thinkin'
Somebody been cheatin' and lyin'
Big Jim commence to fighting
I wouldn't tell you no lie
Big Jim done pulled his pistol
Shot his friend right between the eyes
[Chorus]
Mister Saturday Night Special
Got a barrel that's bluе and cold
You ain't good for nothing
But puttin' men six feet in a hole

[Post-Chorus]
Oh, Mister Saturday Night Spеcial
For five hundred dollars
You can get yourself one too

[Bridge]
Here it come

[Verse 3]
Well. handguns are made for killing
They ain't no good for nothing else
So 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?
'Fore some old fool come around here
Wanna shoot either you or me

[Chorus]
Mister Saturday Night Special
Got a barrel that's blue and cold
It ain't good for nothing
But puttin' men six feet in a hole
[Outro]
Oh, Saturday Night Special
I'd like to tell you what you can do with it