I feel a blue 'cause I can't sew

There's still a lot of things that I should know

Anyone can guess

I don't know how to press

My Saturday clothes

Everyone's goin' home

I feel a little sad to watch them leave

But I'll be cool because I don't believe

The happy times are gone

I can still put on

My Saturday clothes

Every warm body knows



I've got to tell you

That was a swell time

So now I'll take the butts away

And put the glasses on the tray

I'll see you all next Saturday



I feel a little off because they're gone

And if my gal were here I'd still be on

But in a week or two

There's lots of things to do

In my Saturday clothes

Everyone's gone home



I've got to tell you

That was a swell time

So now I'll take the butts away

And put the glasses on the tray

I'll see you all next Saturday