Plucked strings on porches, a poor boys' choir And my blood's at a boil, there ain't no fire I just love the way the light beams in But I got bad news, I'm fearin' Friday again
Chokin' on some bourbon when you roll up I said, "Boy, you gotta face it, you's ain't that tough" There's a house hoppin' on the edge of town I'm revved up, thirsty, and ready to drown
I got a fear, dear, that it's gonna end Won't you get angry at me, say you love me again? I got a fear dear, that it's a Friday spark You only love me like you mean it when it's after dark
We can hide out tonight out where thе trees get clear Those plеase-you-eyes are a man's worst fear There's a name saved on your heart's gravestone Saturday's coming, I fear I'm wakin' alone
I got a fear, dear, that it's gonna end Won't you get angry at me, say you love me again? I got a fear, dear, that it's a Friday spark You only love me like you mean it when it's after dark
I got a fear, dear, that it's gonna end Won't you get angry at me, say you love me again? I got a fear, dear, that it's a Friday spark You only love me like you mean it when it's after dark
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Compositor: Zachary Lane Bryan (Zach Bryan) (BMI)Editor: Warner-tamerlane Publishing Co (BMI)Administração: Warner-tamerlane Publishing Co (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #38830797 em 20/Abr/2024