Lyrics
Intro
Well, pull up a chair, let the good times rollGot a pocket full of quarters and a two-step soul
Verse 1
Friday night, the sign says openTammy's laughing, jukebox smokingCards on the table, boots on the floorEverybody's somebody when they walk through the door
Chorus
Raise one up, let the good times ringSing a little louder, do your cowboy thingNo trouble tonight, just a tall cold cheerThe best little country bar is right here
Verse 2
Earl tells jokes that he swears are newJune bets him lunch and beats him at poolThe band kicks off and the room leans inBy closing time, we all leave grinning
Chorus
Raise one up, let the good times ringSing a little louder, do your cowboy thingNo trouble tonight, just a tall cold cheerThe best little country bar is right hereinstrumental
Bridge
If your luck ran south, come on inTrade that frown for a crooked grin
Final Chorus
Raise one up, let the good times ringSing a little louder, do your cowboy thingNo trouble tonight, just a tall cold cheerThe best little country bar is right hereYeah, the best little country bar is right here
Outro
Same time next Friday, bring your friends alongWe’ll save you a stool and a brand-new song