Every Saturday Night

I took for granted every Saturday night

With my rowdy friends and the love of my life

We should have danced till they turned out the lights

I took for granted every Saturday night

I miss the taste of whiskey

And I miss the smell of smoke

I miss the last calls at the dance halls

I miss the last song before they close

We used to sing along to Turnpike

Headed down an FM road

I always took the long way

The sun rose before we got home

I took for granted every Saturday night

With my rowdy friends and the love of my life

We should have danced till they turned out the lights

I took for granted every Saturday night

Tailgate down around a bonfire

Apple moonshine in a jar

You laid your head on my shoulder

We kissed beneath the Texas stars

I took for granted every Saturday night

With my rowdy friends and the love of my life

We should have danced till they turned out the lights

I took for granted every Saturday night

I should have sang a little louder

I should have stayed a little longer, I suppose

I should have told you I loved you

I was young, darlin', I didn't know

I took for granted every Saturday night

With my rowdy friends and the love of my life

We should have danced till they turned out the lights

I took for granted every Saturday night