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

Its a Saturday night special
Got a barrel that´s blue and cold
Ain´t no good for nothin´
But put a man six feet in a hole

Big Jim´s 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 wouldn´t tell you no lie
And Big Jim done grab his pistol
Shot his friend right between the eyes

Its a Saturday night special
Got a barrel that´s blue and cold
Ain´t no good for nothin´
But put a man six feet in a hole

Hand guns are made for killin´
Ain´t no good for nothin´ else
And if you like your whiskey
You might even shoot yourself
So why don´t we dump ´em people
To the bottom of the sea
Before some fool come around here
Wanna shoot either you or me