Capo on 5
[Verse 1]
G C
I heard it told by her mother old,
G
she could try, she could try it.
C
With the power of tin and a bottle of gin,
G
she was wise, she was wise to it.
C
Cocked her father's gun, like the oldest son,
G
she could try, she could try it.
C
Blessed by the bed where she laid her head and
calmed to a dull roar
[Chorus]
G C
Oh
It was a Suicide Saturday
G C
Oh
In a summertime kind of way
G C
Oh
It was a Suicide Saturday
G C
Oh
G
In a summertime kind of way 