Get down the fiddle and break out the bow
Take off the gloves and throw down the hole
Worked hard all week my back is sore
Its Friday night Im ready to roar
Ready to roar, ready to roar
Its five oclock and Im out that door
Im hot and dusty, Im tired and wore
But its Friday night and Im ready to roar
Ive been pickin this up and puttin that down
Tired of my boss bossin me around
Changin my clothes goin into town
Find a little love and drink a little down
Ready to roar, ready to roar
Its five oclock and Im out that door
Im hot and dusty, Im tired and wore
But its Friday night and Im ready to roar
Well I picked up a lid from a friend of mine
And the man picked me up now Im doin time
But Im out tomorrow and if you see my friend
Tell him meet me at the bar and we can try that again
He might not know me cause Im low class
Tell him Im the one with his head up his ass
Ready to roar, ready to roar
Its five oclock and Im out that door
Im hot and dusty, Im tired and wore
But its Friday night and Im ready to roar
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