Burl Ives
Saturday Night
[Verse 1]
Saturday night and Sunday, too
True-love on my mind
But Monday mornin' good and soon
The white man's got me gwine

[Verse 2]
Blue jay pulled a four-horse plow
Sparrow, why can't you?
'Cause my legs is little and long
And they might get broke in two

[Verse 3]
Redbird sittin' on a sycamore limb
Singin' out his soul
A big black snake crawled up that tree
And swallowed that poor boy whole

[Verse 4]
Wild geese flyin' through the air
Through the sky a blue
They're now a-floatin' where the south-wind blows
So why not me and you?