Southern Fried Friday Night - Black Stone Cherry

Well I smoke, I drank

And took it back it makes me think

And once I learned to live

I hid in the sticks

We’ve just got one (real life)

I’m running every time

I go to see my girl

She’s the hottest in this world

'Bout to get a clue

Imma pour some bourbon, y’all

It’s Southern-fried Friday night

Everything is all right

Raise a little hell

While we’re shooting at the moonlight

Loud as we wanna

We’re ain’t thinking 'bout tomorrow

'Cause we’re crazy, crazy

Rolling down a dirt road

Spitting out the window

Kick it into four-low

And watch it blow the black smoke

This is the country life

On Southern-fried Friday night

(Yeah, I’m gonna tell you what I like now:)

I said skirts and boots

Little redneck attitudes

A tattoo or three

Well that’s just fine with me

We got that music

Tonight we own this town

They say

What you get is what you see

Put your best shirt on

And pour some bourbon, y’all

Awe, shit!

It’s Southern-fried Friday night

Everything is all right

Raise a little hell

While we’re shooting at the moonlight

Loud as we wanna

We’re ain’t thinking 'bout tomorrow

'Cause we’re crazy, crazy

Rolling down a dirt road

Spitting out the window

Kick it into four-low

And watch it blow the black smoke

This is the country life

On Southern-fried Friday night

If you find yourself just passin' through

Ain’t got nothing else better to do

Stop right in—

We’ll show you how we do

A Southern-fried Friday night

Everything is all right

Raise a little hell

While we’re shooting at the moonlight

Loud as we wanna

We’re ain’t thinking 'bout tomorrow

'Cause we’re crazy, crazy

Rolling down a dirt road

Spitting out the window

Kick it into four-low

And watch it blow the black smoke

This is the country (life)

This is our county

This is just what we like

A Southern-fried Friday night