Lyrics
Get down the fiddle and break out the bow
Take off the gloves and throw down the hoe
Worked hard all week my back is sore
It's Friday night, I'm ready to roar

Ready to roar, ready to roar
It's five o'clock and I'm out that door
I'm hot and dusty, I'm tired and wore
But it's Friday night and I'm ready to roar

I've 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
It's five o'clock and I'm out that door
I'm hot and dusty, I'm tired and wore
But it's Friday night and I'm ready to roar

Well I picked up a lid from a friend of mine
And the man picked me up now I'm doin' time
But I'll get 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 I'm low class
Tell him I'm the one with his head up his ass

Ready to roar, ready to roar
It's five o'clock and I'm out that door
I'm hot and dusty, I'm tired and wore
But it's Friday night and I'm ready to roar
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Copyright: BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): BUDDY CANNON, WILLIE NELSON




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