It’s friday night and we’re all dressed up Cruising to town in my shiny pickup Got my hair combed back, every girls dream My bag is packed with loads of beer It’s the end of the week so I don’t care The time has stopped ‘till monday it seems
Tonight’s the night; I’m fit for a fight I’m drinking my beer for good times I’m ready tonight, not a cop in sight Yeah, I’m drinking my beer for good times.
There comes johnny with a guitar in his hand Joe comes after with a fiddler band We all sit down by the fireplace There comes the girls and we’ll have some fun It looks the nights just begun When the band begins to play, we start to dance
