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Tennessee Saturday Night

Red Foley
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Strum
D-DU-UDU
  Now  listen while I tell you 'bout a place I know,
  Down in Tennessee where the tall corn  grows.
  Hidden  from the world in a bunch of pines,
  Where  the moon's  a little bashful, and it seldom shines.
  Civilized  people live there alright,
  Ah, but they all  go native on Saturday night.
 Verse II.
  Oh  well the music is a fiddle and a cracked guitar,
  They get their kicks from an old  fruit jar.
  They  do the boogie to an old square dance,
  The  wood's are full  of couples lookin' for romance.
  They  struggle and they shuffle till broad daylight,
  Yes they all  go native on Saturday night.
 Verse III.
  When  they really get together there's a lot of fun,
  They all know the other fellow packs  a gun.
  Everybody  does his best to act just right,
  Cause  there's gonna  be a funeral if you start a fight.
  Someone  takes a Stetson and knocks out the light,
  Yes they all  go native on Saturday night.
 (repete verse I.)

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Readable chord sheet for Tennessee Saturday Night by Red Foley

[C]Now listen while I tell you 'bout a place I know,

   Down in Tennessee where the tall [C7]corn grows.

   [F]Hidden from the world in a bunch of pines,

   [G7]Where the [C]moon's a little bashful, and it seldom shines.

   [G7]Civilized people live there alright,

   Ah, but they [C]all go native on [G7]Saturday [C]night.

Verse II.

   [C]Oh well the music is a fiddle and a cracked guitar,

   They get their kicks from an [C7]old fruit jar.

   [F]They do the boogie to an old square dance,

   [G7]The wood's are [C]full of couples lookin' for romance.

   [G7]They struggle and they shuffle till broad daylight,

   Yes they [C]all go native on [G7]Saturday [C]night.

Verse III.

   [C]When they really get together there's a lot of fun,

   They all know the other fellow [C7]packs a gun.

   [F]Everybody does his best to act just right,

   [G7]Cause there's [C]gonna be a funeral if you start a fight.

   [G7]Someone takes a Stetson and knocks out the light,

   Yes they [C]all go native on [G7]Saturday [C]night.

(repete verse I.)

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