Yeah two feets they come a creepin`
Like a black cat do
And two bodies are laying naked
Creeper thinks he got nothin` to lose
So, he creeps up into this house yeah
And unlocks the door
And as a man`s reaching for his trousers,
Shoots him full of thirty-eight holes
It`s the Saturday Night Special
Got a barrel that`s so blue and cold
Ain`t good for nothin`
But put a man six feet in the hole
Big Jim`s been drinkin` whiskey
And playin` poker on a losin` night
And pretty soon Ol` Jim starts a-thinkin`
Somebody been cheatin` and lyin`
So big Jim commence to fightin`
I wouldn`t tell you no lie
Big Jim done pull his pistol
And shot his friend right between the eyes
It`s the Saturday Night Special
Got a barrel that`s so blue and cold
Ain`t good for nothin`
But put a man six feet in the hole
I`m gonna tell you what you
Can do with it too
Hand guns are 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 them people
To the bottom of the sea
Before some ol` fool come around here
Wanna shoot either you or me
It`s the Saturday Night Special
Got a barrel that`s so blue and cold
Ain`t good for nothin`
But put a man six feet in the hole
It`s the Saturday Night Special
Got a barrel that`s so blue and cold
Ain`t good for nothin`
But put a man six feet in the hole
Saturday Night Special
It`s the Saturday Night Special
It`s the Saturday Night Special