It’s friday night and we’re all dressed up
Cruising to town in my shiny pickup
Got my hair combed back, every girls dream
My bag is packed with loads of beer
It’s the end of the week so I don’t care
The time has stopped ‘till monday it seems

Tonight’s the night; I’m fit for a fight
I’m drinking my beer for good times
I’m ready tonight, not a cop in sight
Yeah, I’m drinking my beer for good times.

There comes johnny with a guitar in his hand
Joe comes after with a fiddler band
We all sit down by the fireplace
There comes the girls and we’ll have some fun
It looks the nights just begun
When the band begins to play, we start to dance