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SMALL TOWN SATURDAY NIGHT

Updated on September 9, 2012
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By: Wayne Brown

It’s Saturday night in my little hometown,

Money in my pocket; just cruising around

The engine’s a purrin’ in my ol’ forty-nine

Music playin’, foot on the floor keeping’ time


 

Crowds linger in places over here and there

The hop, the movie, the pool hall on the square

All with the purpose of making the scene

At one or the other; there’s no place between


 

Juke Box is blasting as the boys gather about

Waiting for the girls to get dressed and come out

Then the chase is on for yet one more time

To see what these women have on their mind


 

Billy’s got a malt; Johnny’s drinkin’ cola float

Both prefer beer but neither is old enough to vote

They’ll get their wants a little later in time

For now it’s what you got and walk the line


 

There’s cute little Sally drivin’ her daddy’s Ford

And ol’ Joe chasin’ after her fallin’ on his sword

Sweet Becky Taylor is a sight for sore eyes

One we’d all chase to win such a beautiful prize


 

The moon is climbing higher; westward it chases

Couples have paired up for the submarine races

Others still linger looking for Mr. or Miss right

It’s the ritual of courtship on a Saturday night


 

Midnight comes and now it is long gone

Looks like I’m left to just head home alone

The engine a purrin’ in my ol’ forty-nine

Music playin; foot on the floor keeping’ time


 

Some you win; some you lose; others get rained out

Same in most places when the cards are sorted ‘bout

A date, a movie, shootin’ pool or sometimes a fight

That’s the way it is on a small town Saturday night


 

© Copyright WBrown2011. All Rights Reserved.


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      Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas

      @Truckstop Sally...Ironically I was just reading a newsletter from my high school which contained testimony from several old school mates about their rememberances of "The Help". I will check it out. WB

      @It seems it was about the same all over, Dusty...good memories. WB

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      50 Caliber 6 years ago from Arizona

      Great hub on days long past, even the 24 y/o police man [jes 1 at a time] would hang out at Buzzy's drive in and get sweet on the girls, it was a laid back town probably not a locked door to be found. Thanks for the bring back, dust

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      Truckstop Sally 6 years ago

      Check out this hub by oceansunsets. Info about the MS movie/book The Help. The video includes lots of info about vintage cars used in the movie. Maybe something you recognize. Also a plug about my fav restaurant in the area - Walker's Drive In. hubhttps://hubpages.com/entertainment/My-Recommendati...

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      Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas

      @drbj...Lots of energy back then, stay up all night and do it again! Thanks Doc! WB

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      drbj and sherry 6 years ago from south Florida

      Those were the days of 'git up and go,'

      Searching for the date heaven sent.

      Today I still wonder and want to know,

      How my 'git up and go' suddenly went!

      Ah, what memories you provoked with this pretty ditty, Will.

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      Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas

      @breakfastpop...I still remember my old AM radio blasting out "I met him on a Monday and my heart stood still, da do run run da do run run, Somebody told me that his name was Bill, da do run run, da do run run! Great times in those days in so many ways, Poppy. WB

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      breakfastpop 6 years ago

      Memories are made of this...do,do,da,do! Up and awesome.

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      Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas

      @WillStarr...nothing like the sound of a V-8 Ford with glasspacks on twin pipes! WB

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      WillStarr 6 years ago from Phoenix, Arizona

      Another trick was to block off the heat risers to the intake manifold...it caused rough idle and if you had duals and glass-pacs, a great sounding exhaust!

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      Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas

      @TimBryce...Ah yes, Commander Cody & The Lost Planet Airmen...a great name if nothing else! WB

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      TimBryce 6 years ago

      Wayne -

      It kind of reminds me what Commander Cody would write about.

      All the Best,

      Tim

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      Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas

      @WillStarr...As was my first two, Will. The second of the two was a flathead V-8 with a high compression clutch. It would bark the tires shifting to third gear. I use to pull the manual choke out and ride the brake while I let it idle around the town square in the evening...sounded like she was turning one big camshaft! LOL! WB

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      WillStarr 6 years ago from Phoenix, Arizona

      My first car was a '49 Ford. The way I drove it, it was almost my last!

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      Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas

      @writer20...Thank you, so glad you enjoyed it. WB

      @Truckstop Sally...Back in my younger days, that one baffled me a bit too...but, I finally caught on! LOL! WB

      @Max Havlick...Thanks much, Max. So glad you enjoyed it and thanks for those kind words. WB

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      Max Havlick 6 years ago from Villa Park, Illinois

      Yes, I agree this is a fine piece of work, and your style of poetry here is well suited to your subject.

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      Truckstop Sally 6 years ago

      Fun hub! Never heard of submarine races. I always learn something new from you (thanks to google)! Familiar with the concept, just not the term. Ha! Poor Joe falling on his sword. Great song too.

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      Joyce Haragsim 6 years ago from Southern Nevada

      Great and read to enjoy .

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      Wayne Brown 6 years ago from Texas

      @Don Bobbitt...Somehow I thought I'd see you when I wrote this one! LOL! Thanks, Don. WB

      @MartieCoetser...I think a lot of us went home on too many Saturday nights without a memory...kind of like the movie, "American Graffetti". But when we did garner one...well, it was permanent. The difference between us now and then is the same as was with Columbus as he discovered the new world...we've now made most of those discoveries...ah the domain of youth! LOL! WB

      @marellen...This one was a lot of fun...small towns were creative places when Saturday night rolled around! WB

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      marellen 6 years ago

      You didn't leave anything out. Good one Wayne. Oh, the memories I have of a Saturday night.

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      Martie Coetser 6 years ago from South Africa

      Ages ago I would’ve died of depression if I had to stay home on a Saturday night.... But that was ages ago... :) You’ve captured the Saturday-night-urge to have-a-ball in this poem, Wayne. And, amazing, the disappointment when going home without an extremely exciting memory :))

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      Don Bobbitt 6 years ago from Ruskin Florida

      Deja Vu, All Over Again! Nice, my Man! Nice!