| There’s a place in town where we all hang out. |
| Country goes cold when the boys get loud, when the whistle blows we’re quite |
| the crowd. |
| oh when the suns sets low on friday. |
| From the pubs in ireland to tenesse |
| A marelin country to the hairs on the tree |
| I met a little town here inbetween |
| ohhh we kbow how to party on friday. |
| And the band plays on and the beer flows, bus mans yellin but we’ve all gone |
| home, monday mornin when a we’ve returned. |
| but tonight aint monday its friday. |
| Ohh i have my job but i love my friends, you know where ill be when the work |
| begins |
| a little country tavern just around the bend… |
| ohhh when the sun sets low on friday. |
| And the band plays on and the beer flows, bus mans yellin but we’ve all gone |
| home, monday mornin when a we’ve returned. |
| but tonight aint monday its friday. |
| There’s a place in town where we all hang out. |
| Country goes cold when the boys get loud, when the whistle blows we’re quite |
| the crowd. |
| oh when the suns sets low on friday. |
| And the band plays on and the beer flows, bus mans yellin but we’ve all gone |
| home, monday mornin when a we’ve returned. |
| but tonight aint monday its friday. |
| And the band plays on and the beer flows, bus mans yellin but we’ve all gone |
| home, monday mornin when a we’ve returned. |
| but tonight aint monday its friday. |
| but tonight aint monday its friday |
| tonight aint monday its friday |
| yeah! |
| yeah tonight aint monday its friday |
| yeah tonight aint monday its friday |