“One More Weekend” seems like it was intended to use any rhyming pattern to get what the speaker wants.  First, I’ll throw some abab rhyming couplets her way.  That oughta work to get that weekend with her. And then I’ll try another, with the best rhyme of the lot in the song, “deck”/”suspect.”  But then, to throw her off guard, I’ll try something a bit different, exotic even, aaabcccb, and frame it with two more verses of rhyming couplets.  Does it work? In a fun listening, “To His Coy Mistress-like romp, it sure does.

Here’s a ukele bluesey cover version that this band looks like it had fun doing for a 7th Annual Dylan Bday bash:

Slippin’ and slidin’ like a weasel on the run
I’m lookin’ good to see you, yeah, and we can have some fun
One more weekend, one more weekend with you
One more weekend, one more weekend’ll do

Come on down to my ship, honey, ride on deck
We’ll fly over the ocean just like you suspect
One more weekend, one more weekend with you
One more weekend, one more weekend’ll do

We’ll fly the night away
Hang out the whole next day
Things will be okay
You wait and see
We’ll go someplace unknown
Leave all the children home
Honey, why not go alone
Just you and me

Comin’ and goin’ like a rabbit in the wood
I’m happy just to see you, yeah, lookin’ so good
One more weekend, one more weekend with you
One more weekend, one more weekend’ll do (yes, you will!)

Like a needle in a haystack, I’m gonna find you yet
You’re the sweetest gone mama that this boy’s ever gonna get
One more weekend, one more weekend with you
One more weekend, one more weekend’ll do