Tekster: U.S. Bombs. Lunch In A Sack.

On Saturday night
When I was born
Down on the farm
Guitar plinkin'
And we started drinkin'
Till the break of dawn

About twelve o'clock
Everything get hot
Up steps George Jones
We started clappin'
And he started singin'
A sweet little country song

Bo Weevil, Bo Weevil
Where have you been all day?
Your Mama been lookin'
Had to stop cookin'
Since you went away

Bo Weevil, Bo Weevil
Why did you go and stay?
You'll get a lickin'
As soon as I'm seated
On a bale of hay

On Saturday night
When I was born
Down on the farm
Guitar plinkin'
And we started drinkin'
Till the break of dawn

About twelve o'clock
Everything get hot
Up steps George Jones
We started clappin'
And he started singin'
A sweet little country song

Bo Weevil, Bo Weevil
Where have you been all day?
Your Mama been lookin'
Had to stop cookin'
Since you went away

Bo Weevil, Bo Weevil
Why did you go and stay?
You'll get a lickin'
As soon as I'm seated
On a bale of hay