Song – Uptown Saturday Night

Gonna have an Uptown Saturday night
Gonna have a knock down drag out Saturday night
Anybody here wanna fuss or fight
Gonna have an Uptown Saturday night

How can I help but feel like a fool
Spend all day lookin’ for a job to do
My heart is sick and my hope is dyin’
Don’t know nothin’ but to keep on tryin’

Gonna have an Uptown Saturday night
Gonna have a knock down drag out Saturday night
Anybody here wanna fuss or fight
Gonna have an Uptown Saturday night

Willie Jean keepin’ her man in line
He’s still mad about down in the mines
Gotta bottle a bottle of port for a little release
Got kids and a Ford and the lung disease

Gonna have an Uptown Saturday night
Gonna have a knock down drag out Saturday night
Anybody here wanna fuss or fight
Gonna have an Uptown Saturday night

Here comes Peggy with her mumblin’ walk
Wide-eyed look and her crazy talk
Old bag lady all skin and bones
Mostly we leave Peg alone

Gonna have an Uptown Saturday night
Gonna have a knock down drag out Saturday night
Anybody here wanna fuss or fight
Gonna have an Uptown Saturday night

Couple of bottles of rosé wine
You do yours and I’ll do mine
Sip a little whiskey, drink some gin
We’re in pretty good shape for the shape we’re in

Gonna have an Uptown Saturday night
Gonna have a knock down drag out Saturday night
Anybody here wanna fuss or fight
Gonna have an Uptown Saturday night

Gonna have an Uptown Saturday night
Gonna have a knock down drag out Saturday night
Anybody here wanna fuss or fight
Gonna have an Uptown Saturday night

Words & music by Bob Gibson
© Robert Josiah Music