Saturday Evening Blues

Lost Love Echoes: Saturday Evening's Melancholy Tale
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Lyrics

It was late, one Saturday evenin'

Expressing the timeframe, late on a Saturday evening.

After the sun went down

Describing the time after sunset.

Yes, it was late one Saturday evenin'

Reiteration of the late Saturday evening.

Lord, after the sun went down

Highlighting the time after sunset.

Yeah, I went lookin' for my baby

Narrator searching for their baby.

Lord, but she was not around

Regret that the baby is not found.


The wind started howlin'

Introducing atmospheric elements - wind and rain.

And the rain begin to fall

Describing the onset of rain with the howling wind.

Yeah, the wind started howlin'

Reiterating the harsh weather conditions.

Lord, and the rain begin to fall

Continuation of the description of the weather.

Yes, if my baby had-a known how much I loved her

Expressing the narrator's love for the baby and regret for her leaving.

She wouldn't never left me at all

Belief that if the baby knew the love, she wouldn't have left.


Her picture is still on my dresser

Presence of the baby's picture on the narrator's dresser.

And her gown is on my bed

Indication of the baby's gown on the narrator's bed.

Yes, her picture's on my dresser

Reiteration of the baby's picture on the dresser.

Lord, and her gown is on my bed

Reiteration of the baby's gown on the bed.

Lord, I'm just sittin' here wonderin' is my baby livin'

Narrator wondering about the baby's well-being.

Lord, or is my little baby dead

Expressing uncertainty about the baby's life or death.


She left home one Saturday evenin'

Recounting the baby leaving on a Saturday evening.

After the sun went down

Reiteration of the time after sunset during the departure.

Yes, she left home one Saturday evenin'

Repetition of the baby leaving on a Saturday evening.

Lord, after the sun went down

Reiteration of the time after sunset during the departure.

Lord, I know it's somethin' wrong

Expressing a sense of something being wrong.

'Cause my baby can't be found

Stating the baby cannot be found, emphasizing the concern.


Now every Saturday evenin'

Introduction of a recurring event - every Saturday evening.

After the sun go down

Describing the time after the sun goes down regularly.

Every Saturday evenin'

Reiteration of the regular Saturday evening blues.

I get these blues as blue can be

Expression of intense sadness every Saturday evening.

Lord, we three was so happy

Recalling happier times with the wife and guitar.

My wife and my guitar and me

Listing the elements contributing to past happiness.

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