The Last Great Saturday

The last, great Saturday arrives
And it claims the golden prize
The day is beautiful and I am so strong and young
The sun won’t ever shine like this for anyone

The last, great Saturday has come
Let’s squeeze out every last freedom
Tomorrow bells ring out and we will be trapped inside
And all my friends will change and too late I will realize

That the last, great Saturday is here
Awash in Autumn leaves and fear
The Summer tan will fade from skin like falling leaves
As we pile on sweaters and snow blankets the trees

So pile all of my friends in the car
And we’ll drive forever or at least as far
As five dollars can take us

The last, great Saturday has passed
Too late we see it can not last
Tomorrow when we wake up orange and red will fall
So let’s head for the sunset and forget to call

So pile all of my friends in the car
And we’ll drive forever or at least as far
As five dollars can take us
That won’t be very far
But it’s now or never so get in the car
As five dollars can take
There’s a chill in the air
And, my dear, did you just shiver?

Q: vocals, acoustic guitar
M: electric guitar
J: bass
Matt Marohl: pedal steel
Jeff Sass: timpani
Melissa Gaul: cello
Orchestration arranged and recorded by Dan Brian

Words and Music ©2002 Accident Clearinghouse