Siddle’s Saloon Songtext
von Steve Moakler

Hey, hey
It′s Saturday night at Sydell's Saloon
Hey, hey, hey

Just pulling the gravel right off of the road
And open that screen door to faces you know
Where the first beer is poured in the late afternoon
It′s Saturday night at Sydell's Saloon
The gym coach from high school, he carved out that sign
And Sydell hung up back in '75
There′s a dance floor and a dart board and the game′s on at 2
Saturday night at Sydell's Saloon

It′s been a long week and we're glad you came by
With the stories and punchlines and cold ice tea lye
Well, if you′re not here, we'll be asking ′bout you
Come Saturday night at Sydell's Saloon
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey


Grandpa and his brothers, back when they were young
They come down here once, they unloaded those trucks
And the word got around and the rowdy crowd grew
To what we know now as Sydell's Saloon
It survived Vietnam and Bush 1 and 2
And the job roller coaster this town has been through
You can call the police, but they′re probably here too
Just blowing off steam at Sydell′s Saloon
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Come hell or high water, I'll be on a stool, yeah

Come on
Well, the neon′s buzzing, neighbors and our cousins
Frames holding us and the dust and what was on the wall
Hey, hey
It's Saturday night at Sydell′s Saloon
Hey, hey
Saturday night, Saturday night

It's been a long week and we′re glad you came by
With the stories and punchlines and cold ice tea lye
Well, if you're not here, we'll be asking ′bout you
Come Saturday night at Sydell′s Saloon
Saturday night at Sydell's Saloon

Hey, Saturday night, Saturday night
Hey, hey, Saturday night at Sydell′s Saloon