It's Friday

[E]There's a place in t[A]own where we[E] all hang out
Where the [E]country girls go and the [B]boys get loud
[E]When the whistle blows we make [A]quite the [C#m]crowd
When the [E]sun sets low on [B]Fri[E]day

From the pubs in Ireland to Tennessee
From the west coast down to Myrtle Beach
And every little town here in between
We know how to party on Friday

And the [A]band plays [E]on and the [A]taps, they [B]flow
The [C#m]boss man's yelling but we've [A]all gone [B]home
A [E]come a Monday morning I [A]will a[C#m]tone
But to[E]night ain't Monday it's [B]Fri[E]day

Well I like my job but I love my friends
So you know where I'll be when the work week ends
At the little country tavern just around the bend
When the sun sets low on Friday

There's a place in town where we all hang out
Where the country girls go and the boys get loud
When the whistle blows we make quite the crowd
When the sun sets low on Friday

But tonight ain't Monday it's Friday
But tonight ain't Monday it's Friday
But tonight ain't Monday it's Friday