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Capo on 1st fret
st
Intro - D - Dsus2 - Dsus4 = 2x's
D - G - D - G - A
(verse 1)
D D/F# - G A
Every dollar I make, is a buck I owe,
D D/F# - G A
And a fourty hour week, leaves ten to blow,
D D/F# G A
But every game in this to---wn, is just a nickle and dime,
D D/F# G A
And when the sun goes down, it feels like the last time,
(pre-cho)
F#m G D
Down the main drag we ride the engines open,
F#m G A
If there's a fire inside that's the one thing goin,
D G
I've got the Mustang loaded, I've got a wrong to right,
D D/F# G A D
I gotta little red bullet, Let's kill Saturday Night,
D G
Knock it out of its misery, nail that coffin tight,
D D/F# G A D - G - A - D
High living that's history, Let's kill Saturday Night,
(verse 2)
Well the little man's lot, is a prince's life,
A prince with the lousy job, a prince with a workin wife,
Something in the big frame moved, it never was so hard,
To keep a Twenty inch tube, and a fenced in yard,
(pre-cho)
F#m G D
Give me one night with the moon high and the radio pounding,
F#m G A
And brother this town is gonna go down a kickin and a shoutin,
D G
I've got the Mustang loaded, I've got a wrong to right,
D D/F# G A D
I gotta little red bullet, Let's kill Saturday Night,
D G
Knock it out of its misery, nail that coffin tight,
D D/F# G A D
High living that's history, Let's kill Saturday Night,
(lead - D - G - D - G - A = 2x's)
D G
I've got the Mustang loaded, I've got a wrong to right,
D D/F# G A D
I gotta little red bullet, Let's kill Saturday Night,
D G
Knock it out of its misery, nail that coffin tight,
D D/F# G A D - G G A A A D D D D
High living that's history, Let's kill Saturday Night,
Let's kill Saturday Night,
Written by Robbie Fulks