Friday Night (Barton, Tough)

Jenny had the whiskey last
Dylan’s out there smoking grass
Shiela’s got the Jager
She’s sipping it slow

The field is full of pickup trucks
Jim and Jesse just pulled up
Give those boys a DiXie cup
Cause it’s time to roll

Robby’s startin’ fights
He’s only five foot tall
But everybody loves him
‘Cause he brings the alcohol

This is our life
On Friday night
We live it up
Til the morning light

This is our place
The week is done
We’re havin fun
Here down on the farm

Coolers on on the tailgate
6 pack on ice
This our life
On a Friday night

Tre is doin keg stands for
Pretty girls with spray on tans
Sittin in their lawnchairs
Out by the fire

Sheila’s finally passing out
What the hell you laughin bout?
Seein all us rednecks
Havin some fun?

Billy’s skinny dippin’, all he’s wearin is his hat
Funny thing about it, there’s no water where we’re at

Repeat Chorus
Solo

Last Chorus
This is our life
On Friday night
We’re getting crazy
Til the morning light

This is our place
Where we belong
We’re havin fun
Here down on the farm

You call it wrong
But it feels so right
This our life
On a Friday night