Reaching to the mountain, I was drinking some wine
Looked up into heaven, Lord, I saw a mighty sign
Writ in fire across the heaven, plain as black and white
Get prepared, theres going to be a party tonight
Uh-huh, woo! Saturday night now
One more Saturday night now
Thats right, Saturday night now
Everybodys dancing down the local armory
With a basement full of dynamite and live artillery
The temperature keeps rising, everybody getting high
Come the rocking stroke of midnight, the whole place is going to fly
Uh-huh, woo! Saturday night now
One more Saturday night now
Ow, Saturday night
Turn on Channel Six, the President comes on the news
Says, I get no satisfaction, thats why I sing the blues
His wife say Dont get crazy, Lord, you know what to do
Crank up that old Victrola, break out your rocking shoes
Uh-huh, woo! Saturday night now
One more Saturday night now
Ah, Saturday night
Then God way up in heaven, for whatever it was worth
Thought hed have a big old party, thought hed call it Planet Earth
Dont worry about tomorrow, Lord, youll know it when it comes
When the rock and roll music meets the rising, shining sun
Uh-huh, woo, Saturday night now
One more Saturday night now
Ow, Saturday night
Hanging on a Saturday night 
Hanging on a Saturday night 
Hanging on a Saturday night 
One more Saturday, one more Saturday night now
Hanging on a Saturday night 
Hanging on a Saturday night 
OW! 
Hanging on a Saturday night 
One more Saturday, one more Saturday night
Hanging on a Saturday night 
Hanging on a Saturday night 
OW! 
Hanging on a Saturday night 
One more Saturday, one more Saturday night
Thank you