
One More Saturday Night (Live in Hartford, CT, May 28, 1977) The Grateful Dead
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[Verse 1]
I went down to the mountain, I was drinking some wine
Looked up into heaven, Lord, I saw a mighty sign
Writ in fire across the heaven, plain as black and white
Get prepared, there's going to be a party tonight
[Chorus]
Uh-huh, Woo! Saturday Night!
One more Saturday night now
Saturday night!
[Verse 2]
Everybody's dancing down the local armory
With a basement full of dynamite and live artillery
The temperature keeps rising, everybody getting high
Come the rocking stroke of midnight, the whole place going to fly
[Chorus]
Uh-huh, Woo! Saturday Night!
One more Saturday night now
Saturday night!
[Instrumental break]
[Verse 3]
I turn on Channel Six, the President comes on the news
Says, "I got no satisfaction, that's why I sing the blues
His wife say "Don't get crazy, Lord, you know what to do
Crank up that old Victrola, put on your rocking shoes
I went down to the mountain, I was drinking some wine
Looked up into heaven, Lord, I saw a mighty sign
Writ in fire across the heaven, plain as black and white
Get prepared, there's going to be a party tonight
[Chorus]
Uh-huh, Woo! Saturday Night!
One more Saturday night now
Saturday night!
[Verse 2]
Everybody's dancing down the local armory
With a basement full of dynamite and live artillery
The temperature keeps rising, everybody getting high
Come the rocking stroke of midnight, the whole place going to fly
[Chorus]
Uh-huh, Woo! Saturday Night!
One more Saturday night now
Saturday night!
[Instrumental break]
[Verse 3]
I turn on Channel Six, the President comes on the news
Says, "I got no satisfaction, that's why I sing the blues
His wife say "Don't get crazy, Lord, you know what to do
Crank up that old Victrola, put on your rocking shoes
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