Don Williams - Louisiana saturday night

Waiting in the f^Cront yard sitting on a log,^{G F}Single-shot rifle and a ^Cone-eyed dog Yonder come the kinfolk, ^Gin the moonlight, ^FLouisiana ^GSaturday ^Cnight.

^CHey you get down the fiddle and you g^Get down the bow ^FKick off your shoes and th^Crow em on the floor, Dance in the kitchen till mo^Grning light, ^FLouisiana ^GSaturday ^Cnight.

^CMy brother Bill and my o^Gther brother Jack, ^FBelly full of beer and a po^Cssum in a sack, Fifteen kids in the fr^Gont porch light, ^FLouisiana ^GSaturday ^Cnight.

^CHey you get down the fiddle and you g^Get down the bow ^FKick off your shoes and th^Crow em on the floor, Dance in the kitchen till mo^Grning light, ^FLouisiana ^GSaturday ^Cnight.

^CWhen Kin folks leave and the k^Gids get fed, ^FMe and my woman, gonna sn^Ceak off to bed, We'll have a little fun when we tu^Grn out the light, ^FLouisiana ^GSaturday ^Cnight

^CHey you get down the fiddle and you g^Get down the bow ^FKick off your shoes and th^Crow em on the floor, Dance in the kitchen till mo^Grning light, ^FLouisiana ^GSaturday ^Cnight.

^CHey you get down the fiddle and you g^Get down the bow ^FKick off your shoes and th^Crow em on the floor, Dance in the kitchen till mo^Grning light, ^FLouisiana ^GSaturday ^Cnight.