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"Young Love & Saturday Nights", the title track from the album "Young Love & Saturday Nights", written by Ashley Gorley, Jesse Frasure and Josh Thompson, was inspired by the guitar riff of David Bowie's "Rebel Rebel", and gave Bowie posthumous credit.
-Wikipedia
Performed By: Chris Young
From Album: Young Love & Saturday Nights
Genre(s): Country
Language: English
Length: 3:15
Written by: Ashley Glenn Gorley, David Bowie, Jesse Vernon Frasure, Josh Thompson
Released: March 22nd, 2024
Year: 2024




Chris Young - Young Love & Saturday Nights Lyrics
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He's got a Chevrolet that don't always run
And the radio never turns down
He's got a pedigree that's no good for nothin'
No commas in his bank account

But there's a girl
At the hole in the wall where he plays
Don't take her eyes off the stage

She loves his southern drawl from north of Atlanta
That Silverado he got parked outside
Loves a crankin' '89 Alabama
Kissin' for an hour in the parkin' lot light
Here's to good girls that can't keep from fallin'
For bad boys that their daddies don't like
Small towns that keep stayin' small
Here's to old trucks, young love and Saturday nights

(Na, na, na-na, na, na-na)
Saturday nights
(Na, na, na-na, na, na-na)

As long as pawn shops sell beat-up guitars
To a kid with some hand-me-down keys
As long as leather jackets keep stealin' hearts
Like Elvis and Cash and James Dean

There'll be a girl
At the hole in the wall where he plays
Don't take her eyes off the stage

She loves his southern drawl from north of Atlanta
That Silverado he got parked outside
Loves a crankin' '89 Alabama
Kissin' for an hour in the parkin' lot light
Here's to good girls that can't keep from fallin'
For bad boys that their daddies don't like
Small towns that keep stayin' small
Here's to old trucks, young love and Saturday nights

(Na, na, na-na, na, na-na)
Saturday nights
(Na, na, na-na, na, na-na)

Tank of gas
Some blue eyes and some beer in the back
Fallin' way too fast

She loves his southern drawl from north of Atlanta
That Silverado he got parked outside
Loves a crankin' '89 Alabama
Kissin' for an hour in the parkin' lot light
Here's to good girls that can't keep from fallin'
For bad boys that their daddies don't like
Small towns that keep stayin' small
Here's to old trucks, young love and Saturday nights

(Na, na, na-na, na, na-na)
Saturday nights
(Na, na, na-na, na, na-na)
Yeah, Saturday nights
(Na, na, na-na, na, na-na)
Young love and Saturday nights
(Na, na, na-na, na, na-na)
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He's got a Chevrolet that don't always run
And the radio never turns down
He's got a pedigree that's no good for nothin'
No commas in his bank account

But there's a girl
At the hole in the wall where he plays
Don't take her eyes off the stage

She loves his southern drawl from north of Atlanta
That Silverado he got parked outside
Loves a crankin' '89 Alabama
Kissin' for an hour in the parkin' lot light
Here's to good girls that can't keep from fallin'
For bad boys that their daddies don't like
Small towns that keep stayin' small
Here's to old trucks, young love and Saturday nights

(Na, na, na-na, na, na-na)
Saturday nights
(Na, na, na-na, na, na-na)

As long as pawn shops sell beat-up guitars
To a kid with some hand-me-down keys
As long as leather jackets keep stealin' hearts
Like Elvis and Cash and James Dean

There'll be a girl
At the hole in the wall where he plays
Don't take her eyes off the stage

She loves his southern drawl from north of Atlanta
That Silverado he got parked outside
Loves a crankin' '89 Alabama
Kissin' for an hour in the parkin' lot light
Here's to good girls that can't keep from fallin'
For bad boys that their daddies don't like
Small towns that keep stayin' small
Here's to old trucks, young love and Saturday nights

(Na, na, na-na, na, na-na)
Saturday nights
(Na, na, na-na, na, na-na)

Tank of gas
Some blue eyes and some beer in the back
Fallin' way too fast

She loves his southern drawl from north of Atlanta
That Silverado he got parked outside
Loves a crankin' '89 Alabama
Kissin' for an hour in the parkin' lot light
Here's to good girls that can't keep from fallin'
For bad boys that their daddies don't like
Small towns that keep stayin' small
Here's to old trucks, young love and Saturday nights

(Na, na, na-na, na, na-na)
Saturday nights
(Na, na, na-na, na, na-na)
Yeah, Saturday nights
(Na, na, na-na, na, na-na)
Young love and Saturday nights
(Na, na, na-na, na, na-na)
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Writer: Ashley Glenn Gorley, David Bowie, Jesse Vernon Frasure, Josh Thompson
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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