Lyrics
Verse 1
Clock finally stops and the whistle blowsDust off my hands and I hit the roadWallet feels lighter but my spirit’s highPayday Friday under a wide open sky Payday Friday, let the good times startCold beer waiting and a restless heartWork week’s over, we’re alive againPayday Friday with my oldest friends [Instrumental Solo 1][Verse 2]Hank on the jukebox, Merle in the airStories get taller with every chairLaughter rises as the night gets longThis is the place where we all belong Payday Friday, let the good times startCold beer waiting and a restless heartWork week’s over, we’re alive againPayday Friday with my oldest friends [Instrumental Solo 2]One more round before the night slips awayTanuki Thunder calling at the end of the day [Verse 3]When Monday comes we’ll be back in lineBut tonight the world feels free and fineRaise that glass and let the music playPayday Friday till the break of day Payday Friday, let the good times startCold beer waiting and a restless heartWork week’s over, we’re alive againPayday Friday with my oldest friends