Lyrics Sober Saturday Night - Chris Young, Vince Gill

Sober Saturday Night

I feel terrible
Sunlight’s hurting my eyes
So I pull my shades and
Make my place as black as night
I feel miserable
And I’m missing you and me
Another Sunday morning all
Alone underneath these sheets
No I’m not hungover it’s true
But I’m still not over you
All messed up, all strung out
I was sitting at home, breaking down
Not out there getting high
Underneath some neon lights
Ain’t no whiskey strong enough
To make things right
I’m just getting over another
Sober Saturday night
Besides the pain
I don’t feel a thing
When my buddies call me up
I just let it ring
No I’m not hungover it’s true
But I’m still not over you
All messed up, all strung out
I was sitting at home, breaking down
Not out there getting high
Underneath some neon lights
Ain’t no whiskey strong enough
To make things right
I’m just getting over another
Sober Saturday night
Not out there getting high
Underneath some neon lights
Ain’t no whiskey strong enough
To make things right
I’m just getting over another
Sober Saturday night