Sugar Hill Saturday Night

[Verse 1] Well, the women are foxy and lowdown They all like to have a good time The men are sneaky and no account They knock you in the head for a dime And Friday evening to Sunday night They stay stoned running blind [Chorus] Well the music starts getting right The people start getting tight Some fool started a fight That's Sugar Hill Saturday Night [Verse 2] There's a juke joint they call the Big Mama And a joint called Rising Sun You can have a good time But if you step out of line You damn sure better run Cause the sheriff stands six foot seven And he's a head whooping son of a gun [Chorus] [Verse 3] Well it's five o'clock in the morning And the blues is all played out Just sitting here drinking whiskey From this coffee cup When the lights went out [Chorus][x2]