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I’m in agreement with Sandman, wtf is a Saturday night album??? So I went to google. Surprise Bobby Bare did a Saturday Night Album. I’ve always enjoyed Bobby’s music. Did you know most of his work was actually written by Shel Silverstein, an awesome poet.

“Great American Saturday Night, a concept album of impressively diverse and interestingly inspired songs written by the legendary Shel Silverstein. The album was completed in 1978, but consigned to a record company vault somewhere until this year. The good news is, the album finally will be available April 17th, 2020. The better news: It couldn’t sound fresher if it had been recorded last week.” ~ https://www.cowboysindians.com/2020/04/bobby-bare-gets-the-last-laugh-with-a-great-album/

“Great American Saturday Night”

It’s a great American Saturday night
Drink a little more till the world looks better to ya
Anybody here wanna fuck or fight?
It’s a great American Saturday night
Great American Saturday night

You work all week at a job you hate
Now the weekend’s here and you just can’t wait
‘Cause Mary tells you it’s gettin’ late
And you ain’t gettin’ younger, you know
So get your clothes out of the cleaner’s and blow-dry your hair
Spray deodorant everywhere
And paste on a smile like you really don’t care
Then get ready to go

On a great American Saturday night
Drink a little more till the world looks better to ya
Anybody here wanna fuck or fight?
It’s a great American Saturday night
Great American Saturday night

First you say, “Hi”
Then you say, “My!”
“Do you come here often?
Well, neither do I
And, hey, my place is right close-by
And I’d really like to be your friend
Then you wake up Sunday, it’s a coal-gray day
You almost got lucky but it slipped away
But Saturday’s only six days away
And you can start tryin’ again

On a great American Saturday night
Drink a little more till the world looks better to ya
Anybody here wanna fuck or fight?
It’s a great American Saturday night
Great American Saturday night

It’s a great American Saturday night, yeah
Drink a little more till the world looks better to ya
Anybody here wanna fuck or fight?
It’s a great American Saturday night
Great American Saturday night

written by Shel Silverstein

I always play Marie Laveau at my Halloween gatherings. It’s such an amusing song and easy for us girls to sing along

A couple years back, we went on a Halloween River Cruise. I dressed up as Marie and Vic was Handsome Jack. We had a lot of fun that evening.

A writing friend of mine when I mentioned who I was dressing up to be had never heard song nor did he know it was written by Shel Silverstein with the help of Baxter Taylor. Apparently a lot of people had no idea Shel was an amazing songwriter in addition to writing great children’s poetry.

The most famous of the voodoo queens that ever existed
Is Marie Laveau, down in Louisiana
There’s a lot of weird ungodly tales about Marie,
She’s supposed to have a lot of magic potions, spells and curses….

Down in Louisiana, where the black trees grow
Lives a voodoo lady named Marie Laveau
Got a black cat’s tooth and a Mojo bone
And anyone who wouldn’t leave her alone

She’d go another man done gone
She lives in a swamp in a hollow log
With a one-eyed snake and a three-legged dog
She’s got a bent, bony body and stringy hair

If she ever seen why’all messing round there
She’d go another man done gone
And then one night when the moon was black
Into the swamp come handsome Jack

A no good man like you all know
He was looking around for Marie Laveau
He said Marie Laveau, you handsome witch
Give me a little a little charm that’ll make me rich

Give me a million dollars and I tell you what I’ll do
This very night, I’m gonna marry you
Then It’ll be another man done gone
So Marie done some magic, and she shook a little sand

Made a million dollars and she put it in his hand
Then she giggled and she wiggled, and she said Hey, Hey
I’m getting ready for my wedding day
But old handsome Jack he said goodbye Marie

You’re too damned ugly for a rich man like me
Then Marie started mumbling her fangs started gnashing
Her body started trembling and her eyes started flashing
And she went another man done gone.

So if you ever get down where the black trees grow
And meet a voodoo lady named Marie Laveau
If she ever asks you to make her your wife
Man, you better stay with her for the rest of your life

Or it’ll be another man done gone

Source: LyricFind Songwriters: Baxter Taylor / Shel Silverstei