Saturday Night Special - Lynyrd Skynyrd

Well, I was there to buy a pistol She was there to hauck her ring The broker in the pawnshop Deals in almost anything. He'll pay you for your misery Or he'll sell you someone's pain And that twinkle in his greedy eye Says your loss will be his gain. She stood back in the shadows As the broker dealt with me Her eyes were dark and desperate From some private misery. His words were so prophetic When he said you got a steal I said throw in one bullet And you got yourself a deal. Oh, a Saturday night special Is an easy thing to buy All you got to be is twenty-one Or fifteen if you lie. Just hand the man money And if some ones gotta die The broker in the pawnshop Won't even blink an eye. Well, he handed me the pistol And I was almost to the door When I heard him tell the lady Seven dollars nothing more. The lady started crying As he took her wedding band Well, my hand was in my pocket And the gun was in my hand. I was gonna use that bullet To end my life I was once somebody's husband She was once somebody's wife. Well, I usually mind my business But I could not walk away His dollars just weren't making sense And I knew I had to stay. Well, the broker's face turned pasty When he caught my icy stare It would never leave my pocket But he knew the gun was there. I asked him what his life was worth And he opened up that drawer For a simple golden wedding band He paid $2000 more. That Saturday night was special Even though it wasn't planned As we walked down the sidewalk She reached and took my hand. We crossed the bridge and I took that gun And sailed it through the air I said, "Ever been to Texas?" She said, "I think I'd love it there." Oh, a Saturday night special Is an easy thing to buy All you got to be is twenty-one Or fifteen if you lie But there's a pawnshop in the city That used to deal in everything Ha, but you can't buy a pistol there, You cant hawk your wedding ring...

Look down from the mezzanine See the way they roll up like it's a movie Takes me back to a sweeter dream Lemon on my teeth, I was only 16 It don't matter what the night This is the apple I wanna bite Feels so right when it's wrong That's the reason why I sing this song Too much pressure, we're outta sight You know I don't like Saturday night And I don't believe the hype When you ask me out on a Saturday night Don't like it, don't like it, can't hide it, can't hide it Can't stop the feeling Saturday night Don't like it, don't like it, can't hide it, can't hide it Drinking up pressure Saturday night I like restaurants, private life I'm more Gucci, you're more Nike I like MJ, you say "I am the one" But you're sugar and I'm more spice It don't matter what the night This is the apple I wanna bite Feels so right when it's wrong That's the reason why I sing this song Too much pressure, we're outta sight You know I don't like Saturday night And I don't believe the hype When you ask me out on a Saturday night Don't like it, don't like it, can't hide it, can't hide it Can't stop the feeling Saturday night Don't like it, don't like it, can't hide it, can't hide it Drinking up pressure Saturday night Don't like it, don't like it, can't hide it, can't hide it Can't stop the feeling Don't like it, don't like it, can't hide it, can't hide it Drinking up pressure It don't matter what the night This is the apple I wanna bite Feels so right when it's wrong That's the reason why I sing this song Too much pressure, we're outta sight You know I don't like Saturday night And I don't believe the hype When you ask me out on a Saturday night Don't like it, don't like it, can't hide it, can't hide it Can't stop the feeling Saturday night Don't like it, don't like it, can't hide it, can't hide it Drinking up pressure Saturday night

Floyd was a trapper way back in the holler Made moonshine so he could make a dollar Six feet tall, dressed in overalls And wore himself a long gray beard People say Floyd came to town one day But two law dogs got in his way Floyd never hurt no one in his life But they never came back this way No, they never came back this way And the people say... Aye, aye, aye, aye hear the hound dogs moan Aye, aye, aye, aye now that Floyd is long gone And the creeper was a creepin' and the souls they were hollerin' singin' Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye The G-men came out to track him down But the swamp was too deep, even one of them drowned They sent in the hellhounds but they turned around singing How how how how how And the people say... Aye, aye, aye, aye hear the hound dogs moan Aye, aye, aye, aye now that Floyd is long gone And the creeper was a creepin' and the souls they were hollerin' singin' Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye Yeah the souls are they were cryin' Yeah the creeper he was creepin' Sherriff Boudreaux came to talk to his neighbors All they could say is he was eaten by a gator The legend lives on but Floyd he's at home singing How how how how how And the soul said... Aye, aye, aye, aye hear the hound dogs moan Aye, aye, aye, aye now that Floyd is long gone Aye, aye, aye, aye now that Floyd is long gone There's a full moon now The moon was shinin' bright singing Aye aye aye aye aye

My daddy told me always be strong son Don't you ever cry You find the pretty girls and then you love them Then you say goodbye I never dreamed that you would leave me But now you're gone I never dreamed that I would miss you Woman won't you come back home I never dreamed that you could hurt me And leave me blue I've had a thousand maybe more But never one like you I never dreamed I could feel so empty But now I'm down I never dreamed that I would beg you 'Cause woman I need you now It seems to me I took your love for granted It feels to me that this time I was wrong so wrong Oh Lord how I feel so lonely I say woman won't you come back home I tried to do what my daddy taught me But I think he knew Some day that I would find one woman like you I never dreamed that it could feel so good Lord That two could be one I never knew about sweet love So woman won't you come back home Oh baby won't you come back home

Traditional English (nineteenth century) Arr. by Loreena McKennitt Come all you lads and lasses, I'd have you give attention To these few lines I'm about to write here, 'Tis of the four seasons of the year that I shall mention, The beauty of all things doth appear. And now you are young and all in your prosperity, Come cheer up your hearts and revive like the spring Join off in pairs like the birds in February That St. Valentine's Day it forth do bring. Then cometh Spring, which all the land doth nourish; The fields are beginning to be decked with green, The trees put forth their buds and the blossoms they do flourish, And the tender blades of corn on the earth are to be seen. Don't you see the little lambs by the dams a-playing? The cuckoo is singing in the shady grove. The flowers they are springing, the maids they go a-Maying, In love all hearts seem now to move. Next cometh Autumn with the sun so hot and piercing; The sportsman goes forth with his dog and his gun To fetch down the woodcock, the partridge and the pheasant, For health and for profit as well as for fun. Behold, with loaded apple-trees the farmer is befriended, They will fill up his casks that have long laid dry. All nature seems to weary now, her task is nearly ended, And more of the seasons will come by and by. When night comes on with song and tale we pass the wintry hours; By keeping up a cheerful heart we hope for better days. We tend the cattle, sow the seed, give work unto the ploughers, With patience wait till winter yields before the sun's fair rays. And so the world goes round and round, and every time and season With pleasure and with profit crowns the passage of the year, And so through every time of life, to him who acts with reason, The beauty of all things doth appear.