Picnic on a blanket
Girl, you got me thinking
Just how far the night will go
Chicken's finger-licking
Guitar's a-picking
Loving that old banjo

You smile 'cause I'm staring
That mini-skirt you're wearing
Sure is a-tearing me up
You're so good looking
You know what gets me cooking
Chicken, picking and love

Now it's two dozen roses and a bottle of wine
I've got you and the weekend's mine
That moon over Georgia sure is a heavenly sign
Momma knows it's time for busting loose
And if Bubba can dance, we can too
On a Blue-Ridge Mountain Shenandoah Saturday night

Girl, I can't believe, it seems like a week
But it's been a few years ago
I asked you for your hand, we were making wedding plans
At the church on the Cumberland Road
Some said the honeymoon would be over soon
But I'm telling you the truth
If I didn't know better, you and I together
Have got the Fountain of Youth

Now it's two dozen roses and a bottle of wine
I've got you and the weekend's mine
That moon over Georgia sure is a heavenly sign
Momma knows it's time for busting loose
And if Bubba can dance, we can too
On a Blue-Ridge Mountain Shenandoah Saturday night

Oh-oh, everything's going our way
Oh-oh, the work's all done and it's time to play

Now it's two dozen roses and a bottle of wine
(Bottle of wine)
I've got you and the weekend's mine
That moon over Georgia sure is a heavenly sign
Momma knows it's time for busting loose
And if Bubba can dance, we can too
On a Blue-Ridge Mountain Shenandoah Saturday night

Yeah
On a Blue-Ridge Mountain Shenandoah Saturday night