Come Saturday Morning

Come Saturday morning

I'm goin' away with my friend

We'll Saturday-spend till the end of the day

Just I and my friend

We'll travel for miles in our Saturday smiles

And then we'll move on

But we will remember long after Saturday's gone

You know what the trouble is?

Trouble is that probably all the good things in life

Take place in no more than a minute

I mean all I did, I, I bet you

At the end of seventy years should you lose someone

You can sit down, you can figure the whole thing out

You spent nineteen years sleepin'

You spent five years goin' to the bathroom

You spent thirty-five years doin'

Some kinda work you absolutely hated

Spent seven thousand eight hundred and

Fifty-three minutes blinkin' your eyes

And added to that, you got that one minute of good things

Then one day you wonder whether you're minute's up

And then we'll move on

But we will remember long after Saturday's gone