Bluegrass Saturday Night Lyrics - Good Thing Going - Rhonda Vincent

Three hundred days of traveling 

Pickin' music from the soul 

It's a life that's not for all 

But it's the way we choose to go 

The rangers and the music 

Keep us runnin' to the stage 

And that blue moon keeps shinin' bright 

It's a bluegrass Saturday night 

That sweet fiddle keeps on playin' 

And the sound's intoxicatin' 

Banjo pickin' loud and clear 

It rings on through the night 

Load the bus with the band and biscuits 

Tell the folks about Martha White 

Everything's gonna be alright 

It's a bluegrass Saturday night 

A thousand miles of blacktop 

Many times just over night 

Writing songs and sharing stories 

It's a different way of life 

There's no other way of living 

We'll keep rolling through the land 

With a song upon our hearts 

Till we join Heaven's bluegrass band 

That sweet fiddle keeps on playin' 

And the sound's intoxicatin' 

Banjo pickin' loud and clear 

It rings on through the night 

Load the bus with the band and biscuits 

Tell the folks about Martha White 

Everything's gonna be alright 

It's a bluegrass Saturday night 

Hunter's fiddle keeps on playin' 

And the sound's intoxicatin' 

Big K pickin' loud and clear 

It rings on through the night 

Josh and Mickey keep on singin' 

Listen to them harmonize 

Special thanks to Martha White 

For a bluegrass Saturday night 

Hey Augie take me back to Nashville 

Time to hold my baby tight 

Everybody say goodbye 

To a bluegrass Saturday night