Saturday Night Meets Sunday Morning - Granger Smith

The streets are quiet in old downtown

The heat of the night is settling down

Put up the chair, sweep the floors and

Saturday night meets Sunday morning

Somebody s drinking morning coffee

Somebody s sipping straight Jim Beam and

The only time when they re both pouring

Saturday night meets Sunday morning

Just look around, see it now

God bless this American town

Fire and ice, go to war when

Saturday night meets Sunday morning

Alarm s clock buzzing in a pin house suite

While there s a man sleeping down on the street

A hooker and a priest, together on the corner

Saturday night meets Sunday morning

Right before the sun comes up

Some go to church, some are still drunk

From bar guitar to gospel organs

Saturday night meets Sunday morning

Just look around, see it now

God bless this American town

Fire and ice, go to war when

Saturday night meets Sunday morning

A six string poet, it s who I am

Addicted to being this rambling man

There s not another time I love more when

Saturday nights meet Sunday morning

Just look around, see it now

God bless this American town

Fire and ice, go to war when

Saturday night meets Sunday morning

Just look around, see it now

God bless this American town

Fire and ice, go to war when

Saturday night meets Sunday morning