Lynyrd Skynyrd - Saturday Night Special (2.20)

Two feets they come a creepin Like a black cat do And two bodies are lyin naked Creeper think he got nothin to lose So he creeps into this house, yeah And unlocks the door And while a man reaching for his trousers Shoots him full of .38 holes (chorus) Its a saturday night special Got a barrel thats blue and cold Aint no good for nothin But put a man six feet in a hole Big jims been drinkin whiskey And playing poker on a losin night Pretty soon, big jim starts a thinkin Somebody been cheatin and lyin So big jim commences to fightin I wouldnt tell you no lie And big jim done grab his pistol Shot his friend right between the eyes (chorus) Hand guns are made for killin Aint no good for nothin else And if you like your whiskey You might even shoot yourself So why dont we dump em people To the bottom of the sea Before some fool come around here Wanna shoot either you or me