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
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 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!
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 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