Come Saturday Morning

Come Saturday morning

I'm goin' away with my friend

We'll Saturday-spend till the end of the day

Just I and my friend

We'll travel for miles in our Saturday smiles

And then we'll move on

But we will remember long after Saturday's gone

You know what the trouble is, the trouble is that probably

All the good things in life take place in no more than a minute

I mean all I did, I, I bet you

At the end of seventy years, should you live so long

You can sit and you can figure the whole thing out

You spent nineteen years sleeping, you spent 5 years going to the bathroom

You spent thirty five years doing some kind of work you absolutely hated

You spent 7,853 minutes blinking your eyes

And added to that you got that one minute of good things

Then one day you wonder whether your minute's up

And then we'll move on

But we will remember long after Saturday's gone