Mick Brady: Lyrics

The old guy was wearing his best blue jeans

The old gal and him, they were quite a team

They had all the moves and danced all night

They could show the young ones how to do it right

Mountain Band got bluegrass rhythm - dobro, guitar and big bass fiddle

Back-up singer she could shake her hips

When the set was over she collected tips

Saturday night at the desert saloon

Party starts up in the afternoon

Try a jug of beer and chili cheese fries

Have a catfish sandwich and a bottle of wine

Don’t call the sheriff  if you witness a crime

He’s out on the floor, having such a good time

On saturday night at the desert saloon

Boys all in from the Rimrock Ranch

Saturday night and they wanna dance

Workin’ all week in the desert sun

Weekends, they're gonna have a little fun

Give ‘em rib eye steaks and a couple o’ shots

Them cowboys gonna go over the top

It’s a classic case of honkytonk thinkin’

Trying to clear the mind through a hard night’s drinkin’

Gals out here on a weekend break

They say the city scene just seems so fake

Whiskeys, gins and tequila slammers

Watch these gals, they're gonna get hammered

Whoopin’ it up till closing time

Everybody getting just a little outta line

Pick-up trucks out in the parking lot

Gonna see a little action when the music stops

© Mick Brady