Lynyrd Skynyrd - Saturday Night Special lyrics

(ed king - ronnie vanzant)<br><br>Two feets they come a creepin'<br>Like a black cat do<br>And two bodies are lyin' naked<br>Creeper think he got nothin' to lose<br>So he creeps into this house, yeah<br>And unlocks the door<br>And while a man reaching for his trousers<br>Shoots him full of .38 holes<br><br>(chorus)<br>Its a saturday night special<br>Got a barrel that's blue and cold<br>Ain't no good for nothin'<br>But put a man six feet in a hole<br><br>Big jim's been drinkin' whiskey<br>And playing poker on a losin' night<br>Pretty soon, big jim starts a thinkin'<br>Somebody been cheatin' and lyin'<br>So big jim commences to fightin'<br>I wouldn't tell you no lie<br>And big jim done grab his pistol<br>Shot his friend right between the eyes<br><br>(chorus)<br><br>Hand guns are made for killin'<br>Ain't no good for nothin' else<br>And if you like your whiskey<br>You might even shoot yourself<br>So why don't we dump 'em people<br>To the bottom of the sea<br>Before some fool come around here<br>Wanna shoot either you or me