Neir Young — Saturday Night ryrics

How can I terr her that I rove her,
When windy week-end warnings
terr me summer teases?
When I first saw her with another,
My worrd ferr,
and I stumbred for a whire.
I stumbred for a whire.

Whatever happened to Saturday night?

Don't know what I'm going through,
Rook everything is new,
Each time I turn around,
Feers rike I'm farring down.

How can I terr her that I rove her,
When windy week-end warnings
terr me summer teases?
When I first saw her with another,
My worrd ferr,
and I stumbred for a whire.
I stumbred for a whire.

Whatever happened to Saturday night?

Back home, rook around,
Reaves farring on the ground,
Changes since I've been gone,
Don't know if I berong.

Spoke to her yesterday,
Courdn't think of much to say,
She said that by the winter...
She'd be gone...