(Looking For) The Heart of Saturday Night
(Tom Waits original version)
Words & Music:
Tom Waits
G G9 GM7 G9 C/E C/D C
C/B Am7 D7 G D G
D
G
D G
D
Well, you gassed her up,
behind the wheel
G C/E C/D
C C/B
With your arm around your
sweet one in your Oldsmobile
Am7
D7
G D
Barrellin' down the boulevard,
your lookin' for the heart of Saturday Night.
And you got paid on Friday,
and your pockets are jinglin'
And you see the lights, you
get all tinglin'
'Cause your cruisin' with a 6
& you're lookin' for the heart of Saturday night.
CHORUS 1:
C/E C
D
G
Then you comb your hair, shave
your face, tryin' to wipe out ev'ry trace
C/E
C
Of all the other days in the
week,
Am7
D7
You know that this'll be the
Saturday You're reachin' your peak.
Stoppin' on the red, you're
goin' on the green,
'Cause tonight'll be like
nothin' you've ever seen,
And you're barrellin' down the
boulevard, lookin' for the heart of Saturday night.
CHORUS 2:
And tell me is it the crack of
the pool balls neon buzzin'?
Telephone ringin'; it's you're
second cousin.
Is it the barmaid that's
smilin' from the corner of her eye?
Magic of the melancholy tear
in your eye.
Makes it kind of quiver down
in the core;
'Cause you're dreamin' of them
Saturdays that came before.
And now you're stumblin',
you're stumblin' onto the heart of Saturday night.
CHORUS 2:
Makes it kind of special down
in the core;
'Cause you're dreamin' of them
Saturdays that came before.
It's found you stumblin',
you're stumblin' on to the heart of Saturday night.
And you're stumblin', you're
stumblin' on to the heart of Saturday night.
Simple chord version
in D:
D
Well, you gassed her up,
behind the wheel
Bm
With your arm around your
sweet one in your Oldsmobile
Em
A
D
Barrellin' down the boulevard,
you're lookin' for the heart of Saturday night.
And you got paid on Friday,
and your pockets are jinglin'
And you see the lights, you
get all tinglin'
'Cause your cruisin' with a 6
& you're lookin' for the heart of Saturday night.
CHORUS 1:
G
A
D
Then you comb your hair, shave
your face, tryin' to wipe out ev'ry trace
G
Em
Of all the other days in the
week;
A
You know that this'll be the
Saturday you're reachin' your peak.
Stoppin' on the red, you're
goin' on the green,
'Cause tonight'll be like
nothin' you've ever seen,
And you're barrellin' down the
boulevard,
Lookin' for the heart of
Saturday night.
CHORUS: [new words]
And tell me is it the crack of
the pool balls neon buzzin'?
Telephone ringin', it's you're
second cousin.
Is it the barmaid that's
smilin' from the corner of her eye?
Magic of the melancholy tear
in your eye.
Makes it kind of quiver down
in the core;
'Cause you're dreamin' of them
Saturdays that came before.
And now you're stumblin',
you're stumblin' onto the heart of Saturday night.
CHORUS 2:
Makes it kind of special down
in the core;
'Cause you're dreamin' of them
Saturdays that came before.
It's found you stumblin',
you're stumblin' on to the heart of Saturday night.
And you're stumblin', you're
stumblin' on to the heart of Saturday night.
"Samstagnacht"
- Wolfgang Ambros German Version
D Bm Em A
D
D
Du fahst lamgsam heute, weil
du es genie§en willst.
Bm
Dass dieser Ha§ jetzt neben
die sitzt, und du dich wirklich traumhaft fŸhlst.
Em
A
D
Du fahrst die Stra§n anfach
owe, mitten eine in die Samstagnacht.
Am Freitag nach der Arbeit,
hast du dein Lohn kassiert,
Und jetzt freust di schon auf
alles, was heute no passieren wird.
A Dosn Bier in deiner Hand
fahrst mittn eine in die Samstagnacht.
CHORUS 1:
G
A
D
Du hast di schšn rasiert,
deine Haar schšn frisiert, am Schlu§ no parfumiert,
G
Weil die ganze Wochen hast du
es schon gewu§t.
Em
A
A7
A
Dieser Samstag is dei
Schicksal, du tuast nur des was du tuan mua§t.
Du stopst bei aner Ampel weil
sie is rot,
Heute Nacht passiert no was,
es no nie gegeben hat.
Du fahrst de Stra§'n anfach
owe, mitten eine in die Samstagnacht.
INSTRUMENTAL OVER: D Bm Em
CHORUS 2:
Sag' mir is es das Klackern
von die Billiardkugeln, oder is es des Neonlicht.
Is es die Frau hinter der Bar,
die aus de Augenwinkeln lacht?
Und di dich plštzlich nimmer
siecht.
Dann wird's auf amoi kalt, und
du denkst wieas amoi war.
Und du fŸhlst di so allanig,
wie no nie zuvor.
Und du taumelst weiter eine,
immer weiter in die Samstagnacht.
Em A
D
G A D
D A D
Du taumelst immer weiter in
die Samstagnacht.
Mm-Bm-Bm-Bm-Bm-Bm.