Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Southern Fried Friday Night , by - Black Stone Cherry. Release date: 19.04.2018
Song language: English
Southern Fried Friday Night |
| Well I smoke, I drank |
| And took it back it makes me think |
| And once I learned to live |
| I hid in the sticks |
| We’ve just got one (real life) |
| I’m running every time |
| I go to see my girl |
| She’s the hottest in this world |
| 'Bout to get a clue |
| Imma pour some bourbon, y’all |
| It’s Southern-fried Friday night |
| Everything is all right |
| Raise a little hell |
| While we’re shooting at the moonlight |
| Loud as we wanna |
| We’re 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 night |
| (Yeah, I’m gonna tell you what I like now:) |
| I said skirts and boots |
| Little redneck attitudes |
| A tattoo or three |
| Well that’s just fine with me |
| We got that music |
| Tonight we own this town |
| They say |
| What you get is what you 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 at the moonlight |
| Loud as we wanna |
| We’re 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 night |
| If you find yourself just passin' through |
| 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 at the moonlight |
| Loud as we wanna |
| We’re 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) |
| This is our county |
| This is just what we like |
| A Southern-fried Friday night |