Saturday began just the same as other days
But ended up different in many ways
Love is in my world since Saturday
Mornin´ came but somehow it didn´t seem the same
The sadness of Friday had somehow changed
To the happy sounds of Saturday
Saturday, ever-loving Saturday
I whistle to bluebirds
I tried to tell them how you brought me sunshine
My heads filled with new words
That sing to the sounds of happy day after Friday
(*) Come and see the flowers of love she gave to me
The touches of laughter and harmony
To the happy sounds of Saturday
Saturday, ever-loving Saturday
My head´s full of new words
Sing to the sounds of the day after Friday
Day after Friday
Repeat (*)
Saturday, Saturday, ever-loving Saturday
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