Friday Evening

I give thanks that you can find it in this time
It's Friday evening, can't even find a dime, yeah
I say I feel like committing a crime, no-oh
Still I know Jah will never leave me behind, no way

Pickney deh ah yard
Say dem want food (Friday evening)
Hey, hey (so deceiving)
Wife a cuss slumlord
Seh dem get rude (Friday evening)
Hey, hey (unbelieving)
I-man a find it hard in a bad mood
Whoa, yeah

I give thanks that you
Can find your fish and the bread (Friday evening, yeah)
It's Friday evening and I-man belly well red (say the system dread)
I-man so hungry, I-man a get swell head, yeah
Can't 'memba when I eating fish and the bread, no-oh, hey

Whoa, whoa, wooi

Pickney deh ah yard
Say dem want food (Friday evening)
Hey, hey (so deceiving)
Wife a cuss slumlord
Seh dem get rude (Friday evening)
Hey, hey (unbelieving)
I-man a find it hard, in a bad mood

Whoa oh, whoa oh

I give thanks that you
Can find your fish and the bread (Friday evening red)
It's Friday evening and I-man belly well red (say the system dread)
I-man so hungry, I-man get swell head, yeah
Can't 'memba when I eating fish and the bread, no-oh

Friday evening, yeah (Friday evening)
Can't even find a dime (so deceiving)
Friday evening, yeah (Friday evening)
Can't really get what's mine (unbelieving)
It's Friday evening, yeah (Friday evening)
I don't enjoy it, anyway (Natty crying)
Friday evening, yeah (Friday evening)
Man feel like destroyed, hey, hey (nothing eating)
It's Friday evening (Friday evening)
Whoa oh, whoa oh, oh, oh, oh (so deceiving)
It's Friday evening (Friday evening)
Whoa oh (unbelieving)
It's Friday evening, yeah (Friday evening)



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Writer(s): Albert Craig
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