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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lynyrd Skynyrd
Lynyrd Skynyrd
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ronnie Van Zant
Ronnie Van Zant
Songwriter
Ed King
Ed King
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tom Dowd
Tom Dowd
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Over here
[Verse 2]
Two feet, they come a creepin'
Like a black cat do
And two bodies are layin' naked
Creeper thinkin' he got nothin' to lose, yeah
So he creeps in to this house, Lord
Unlocks the door
And as the man's reachin' for his trousers
He shoots him full of .38 holes
[Verse 3]
Mister Saturday Night Special
Got a barrel that's blue and cold
That ain't good for nothin'
But put a man six feet in a hole
[Verse 4]
Ooh, yes, oh man
[Verse 5]
Well 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 a lie, no, no, no
Big Jim done and pulled his pistol
Shot his friend right between the eyes
[Verse 6]
Mister Saturday Night Special
Got a barrel that's blue and cold
That ain't good for nothin'
But put a man six feet in a hole
[Verse 7]
Oh yes, and that's the Saturday Night Special
And for twenty dollars you can buy yourself one too
Any old pawn shop will do
Ain't no good, baby
[Verse 8]
Woo, here it comes
[Verse 9]
Lemme tell you all about it
A hand gun was 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 'em, people
To the bottom of the sea?
Before some old fool come around here
Wanna shoot either you or me
[Verse 10]
Mister Saturday Night Special
Got a barrel that's blue and cold, yes it is
That ain't good for nothin'
But put a man six feet in a hole
[Verse 11]
Oh, that's a Saturday Night Special
And I'd like to tell you what you can do with yours too
They won't let me
Ooh
Written by: Edward King, Ronnie Van Zant
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