It's Friday

There's a place in town where we all hang out The country girls go and the boys get loud When the whistle blows, we're quite the crowd Oh, when the sun sets low on Friday From the pubs in Ireland to Tennessee A merry little country to the hairs on a tree And every little town here in-between Oh, we know how to party on a Friday And the band plays on and the beer, it flows Boss man's yelling but we've all gone home Monday morning, I will atone But tonight ain't Monday, it's Friday Yeah, yeah, alright Oh, I have my job but I love my friends You know where I'll be when the work week ends A little country tavern just around the bend Oh, when the sun sets low on Friday, alright And the band plays on and the beer, it flows Boss man's yelling but we've all gone home Monday morning, I will atone But tonight ain't Monday, it's Friday There's a place in town where we all hang out The country girls go and the boys get loud When the whistle blows, we're quite the crowd When the suns sets low on Friday And the band plays on and the beer, it flows Boss man's yelling but we've all gone home Monday morning, I will atone But tonight ain't Monday, it's Friday And the band plays on and the beer, it flows Boss man's yelling but we've all gone home Monday morning, I will atone But tonight ain't Monday, it's Friday Tonight ain't Monday, it's Friday Tonight ain't Monday, it's Friday Yeah! Whoa-oh, yeah Yeah! Take it home, boys Alright Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, tonight ain't Monday, it's Friday Tonight ain't Monday, it's Friday