Chorus

Saturday night, it was Saturday night

Saturday night, last Saturday night

VS 1

Down through de alley playing piece o’ romey

Risking my coppers at a boy salary

Cards hard can’t win a lil trally

Gamble out muh grandmother light bill money

Brek like a bottle muh pocket empty

Would like to check a fete but aint had no currency

So I slide Clyde home to granny old house

Then remember she does sell she lil pudding and souse