Tennessee Saturday Night

Tennessee's Moonlit Revelry: A Southern Tale
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Lyrics

Now, listen while I tell you 'bout a place I know

Introducing a place known by the speaker.

Down in Tennessee where the tall corn grows

Describing the location in Tennessee with tall corn.

Hidden from the world in a bunch of pines

Emphasizing the seclusion of the place among pine trees.

Where the moon's a little bashful and it seldom shines

Depicting the moon as shy, rarely shining.

Civilized people live there alright

Despite being civilized, people in this place are unique.

But they all go native on a Saturday Night

On Saturday night, the residents embrace a more primal lifestyle.


Their music is a fiddle and a cracked guitar

Highlighting the musical instruments used in the community.

They get their kicks from an old fruit jar

They find enjoyment in simple pleasures like an old fruit jar.

They do the boogie to an old square dance

Engaging in energetic dancing to traditional square dance music.

The woods are full of couples lookin' for romance

People in the woods are seeking romantic connections.

Somebody takes his brogue and knocks out the light

Someone playfully extinguishes the light with a brogue (shoe).

Yes, they all go native on a Saturday night

Reiterating the communal embrace of a more carefree lifestyle on Saturday night.


When they really get together there's a lot of fun

When the community gathers, there is a lot of enjoyment.

They all know the other fellah packs a gun

Awareness that individuals carry weapons, hinting at a bit of danger.

Ev'rybody does his best to act just right

Everyone attempts to behave properly to avoid conflicts.

'Cause there's gonna be a funeral if you start a fight

Warning against starting fights as it may lead to a funeral.

They struggle and they shuffle till broad daylight

Describing the lively and energetic atmosphere until morning.

Yes, they all go native on a Saturday night

Reaffirmation of the community's unique behavior on Saturday night.


Well, now you've heard my story 'bout a place I know

Recapitulating the introduction of the place in Tennessee.

Down in Tennessee where the tall corn grows

Repeating the description of the location with tall corn.

Hidden from the world in a bunch of pines

Reiterating the secluded nature of the place among pine trees.

Where the moon's a little bashful and it seldom shines

Repeating the portrayal of the moon as shy and infrequently shining.

Civilized people live there alright

Emphasizing the coexistence of civilized life in the community.

But they all go native on a Saturday night

Final confirmation of the unique behavior adopted on Saturday night.

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