Saturday Night Meets Sunday Morning - Live

The streets are quiet in old downtown
 The heat of the night is settling down
 Put up the chair, sweep the floors and
 Saturday night meets Sunday morning
 Somebody's drinking morning coffee
 Somebody's sipping straight Jim Beam and
 The only time when they're both pouring
 Saturday night meets Sunday morning
 Just look around, see it now
 God bless this American town
 Fire and ice, go to war when
 Saturday night meets Sunday morning
 Alarm's clock buzzing in a pin house suite
 While there's a man sleeping down on the street
 A hooker and a priest, together on the corner
 Saturday night meets Sunday morning
 Right before the sun comes up
 Some go to church, some are still drunk
 From bar guitar to gospel organs
 Saturday night meets Sunday morning
 Just look around, see it now
 God bless this American town
 Fire and ice, go to war when
 Saturday night meets Sunday morning
 A six string poet, it's who I am
 Addicted to being this rambling man
 There's not another time I love more when
 Saturday nights... meet Sunday morning
 Just look around, see it now
 God bless this American town
 Fire and ice, go to war when
 Saturday night meets Sunday morning
 Just look around, see it now
 God bless this American town
 Fire and ice, go to war when
 Saturday night meets Sunday morning