Tennessee Saturday Night Red Foley
TENNESSEE SATURDAY NIGHT Recorded by Red Foley Written by Billy Hughes [A] Now, listen while I tell you 'bout a place I know Down in Tennessee where the [A7] tall corn grows [D] Hidden from the world in a bunch of pines Where the [A] moon's a little bashful and it seldom shines [E] Civilized people live there alright Ah, but they [*A] [P] all go native on Saturday Night. [A] [A*] = Strum once. Oh, well the music is a fiddle and a cracked guitar They get their kicks from an old fruit jar They do the boogie to an old square dance The woods are full of couples lookin' for romance They struggle and they shuffle till broad daylight Yes, they all go native on Saturday night. When they really get together there's a lot of fun They all know the other fellow packs a gun Ev'rybody does his best to act just right 'Cause there's gonna be funeral if you start a fight Somebody takes a brogan and knocks out the light Yes, they all go native on Saturday night. Well, 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 alright Ah, but they all go native on Saturday Night.
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