It's Friday (feat. Great Big Sea)
Theres a place in town where we all hang out where the country girls go and the boys get loud when the whistle blows we make quite the crowd
when the sun sets low on Friday
from the pubs in Ireland to Tennessee from the West coast down to Myrtle beach
and every little town here and in between
yeah we all have a party on Friday
and the band plays on and the taps they flow the boss mans yellin' but we've all gone home
come a Monday morning I will return but tonight aint' Monday it's Friday
well I like my job but I love my friends so you know where i'll be when the work week ends at the little country tavern just around the bend
when the sun sets low on Friday
and the band plays on and the taps they flow the boss mans yellin' but we've all gone home come a Monday morning I will return but tonight aint' Monday its Friday
Ha!
(Instrumental Break)
theres a place in town where we all hang out where the country girls go and the boys get loud when the whistle blows we make quite the crowd
when the sun sets low on Friday
and the band plays on and the taps they flow the boss mans yellin' but we've all gone home come a Monday morning I will return but tonight aint' Monday it's Friday
Nah tonight aint' Monday its Friday
Nah tonight aint' Monday it's Friday
when the sun sets low on Friday
from the pubs in Ireland to Tennessee from the West coast down to Myrtle beach
and every little town here and in between
yeah we all have a party on Friday
and the band plays on and the taps they flow the boss mans yellin' but we've all gone home
come a Monday morning I will return but tonight aint' Monday it's Friday
well I like my job but I love my friends so you know where i'll be when the work week ends at the little country tavern just around the bend
when the sun sets low on Friday
and the band plays on and the taps they flow the boss mans yellin' but we've all gone home come a Monday morning I will return but tonight aint' Monday its Friday
Ha!
(Instrumental Break)
theres a place in town where we all hang out where the country girls go and the boys get loud when the whistle blows we make quite the crowd
when the sun sets low on Friday
and the band plays on and the taps they flow the boss mans yellin' but we've all gone home come a Monday morning I will return but tonight aint' Monday it's Friday
Nah tonight aint' Monday its Friday
Nah tonight aint' Monday it's Friday
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Writer(s): Dean Brody
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