Arranger: Bill Kreutzmann/Bob Weir/Donna Godchaux/Jerry Garcia/Keith Godchaux/Mickey Hart/Phil Lesh/Robert Hunter/Ron "Pigpen" Mckernan/Tom Constanten
Producer: Bobby Mitchell/David Hassinger/Owsley Stanley/Tom Donahue
Lyrics: Bob Weir
Music: Bob Weir
I went down to the mountain, I was drinking some wine,
Looked up in the heaven, Lord I saw a mighty sign,
Writt'n fire across the heaven, plain as black and white:
Get prepared, there's gonna be a party tonight.
Uhuh, Hey! Saturday Night!
Yeh, uhuh one more Saturday night,
Hey Saturday night!
Everybody's dancin' down the local armory
With a basement full of dynamite and live artillery.
The temperature keeps risin', everybody gittin' high;
Come the rockin' stroke of midnight, the place is gonna fly.
Uhuh, Hey! Saturday Night!
Yeh, uhuh one more Saturday night,
Hey Saturday night!
Turn on channel six, the President comes on the news,
Says, "I get no satisfaction, that's why I sing the blues."
His wife say "Don't get crazy, Lord, you know just what to do,
Crank up that old Victrola, put on them rockin' shoes."
Uhuh, Hey! Saturday Night!
Yeh, uhuh one more Saturday night,
Hey Saturday night!
Then God way up in heaven, for whatever it was worth,
Thought He'd have a big old party, thought He'd call it planet Earth.
Don't worry about tomorrow, Lord, you'll know it when it comes,
When the rock and rollin' music meets the risin', shinin' sun.
Audio Engineer: Bob Cassidy/Leo De Gar Kulka
Backing Vocals: Donna Godchaux
Guitar: David Nelson/Jerry Garcia
Keyboard: Tom Constanten
Drums: Bill Kreutzmann/Mickey Hart/Ron "Pigpen" Mckernan
Organ: Merle Saunders
Piano: Keith Godchaux
Vocals: Bob Weir
Banjo: Pete Grant
Bass Guitar: Phil Lesh
Recording Engineer: Betty Cantor/Bob Matthews/Dick Bogert/Jim Furman/Rosie/Wizard
Additional Production: Dan Healy/Owsley Stanley/Ron Wickersham
Mixing Engineer: Betty Cantor/Bill Kreutzmann/Bob Matthews/Bob Weir/Dick Bogert/Donna Godchaux/Jerry Garcia/Keith Godchaux/Mickey Hart/Robert Hunter