Southern Fried Friday Night

(album: Family Tree - 2018)

Well I smoke, I drink
Kentucky bourbon makes me think
How much I love to live
Out here in the sticks
We just got one red light
I run it every time
I go to see my girl
She's the hottest in this world
We 'bout to get our groove on
And pour some bourbon, y'all

It's Southern-fried Friday night
Everything is all right
Raise a little hell
While we're shooting out the moonlight
Loud as we wanna
We 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 nights

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

I said skirts and boots
Them redneck attitudes
A tattoo or three
Well that's just fine with me
We got that music up loud
Tonight we own this town
This ain't reality tv
What you get is what you'll 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 out the moonlight
Loud as we wanna
We 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 nights

If you find yourself just passing through
And 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 out the moonlight
Loud as we wanna
We 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
This is our country
This is just what we like
On Southern-fried Friday nights