Saturday at the park;
Playing my guitar;
Then you passed my way
Stopped and smiled
Sat a while and listened to me play;

And everything was right with my world;
Playing my guitar
And singing to a beautiful girl.

When you said you had to leave;
It made my poor heart sad;
The you touched my hand;
Smiled and said
You'd be back again;

And everything was right again;
With my world;
Playing my guitar;
And singing to a beautiful girl.

(repeat chorus)