Rhonda Vincent - Bluegra** Saturday Night lyrics

Three hundred days of traveling Pickin' music from the soul It's a life that's not for all But it's the way we choose to go The rangers and the music Keep us runnin' to the stage And that blue moon keeps shinin' bright It's a bluegra** Saturday night That sweet fiddle keeps on playin' And the sound's intoxicatin' Banjo pickin' loud and clear It rings on through the night Load the bus with the band and biscuits Tell the folks about Martha White Everything's gonna be alright It's a bluegra** Saturday night A thousand miles of blacktop Many times just over night Writing songs and sharing stories It's a different way of life There's no other way of living We'll keep rolling through the land With a song upon our hearts Till we join Heaven's bluegra** band That sweet fiddle keeps on playin' And the sound's intoxicatin' Banjo pickin' loud and clear It rings on through the night Load the bus with the band and biscuits Tell the folks about Martha White Everything's gonna be alright It's a bluegra** Saturday night Hunter's fiddle keeps on playin' And the sound's intoxicatin' Big K pickin' loud and clear It rings on through the night Josh and Mickey keep on singin' Listen to them harmonize Special thanks to Martha White For a bluegra** Saturday night Hey Augie take me back to Nashville Time to hold my baby tight Everybody say goodbye To a bluegra** Saturday night