Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Friday Night, artist - Brantley Gilbert.
Date of issue: 31.12.2012
Song language: English
Friday Night |
This city’s looking like a ghost town |
All the stores downtown they’ve been closing down |
Yeah, the only lights that shine for miles |
Are lighting up the sky above memorial drive |
And if you want a seat you better come on down |
Cause when the band fires up that old glory sound |
This is the moment we’ve all been waiting for |
Lining them up, and the whistle blows |
This ain’t no game around here |
It’s more like religion |
We’ve built this thing right here |
A football tradition |
So everybody get up |
And feast your eyes |
On the highlight of small town life |
It’s Friday night |
And winning state would be a miracle |
Man, we did it back in '54 |
And if the baptist church |
Prayed Sunday morning |
We might just stand a chance |
With the help of the Lord |
This ain’t no game around here |
It’s more like religion |
We’ve built this thing right here |
A football tradition |
So everybody get up |
And feast your eyes |
On the highlight of small town life |
It’s Friday night |
And now the stadium’s quiet |
Standing here alone on this old 50 yard line |
If I listen close I can hear battle cries |
Of all the heroes come and gone before I was alive |
The memories of fourth and three |
Now that rival game is coming back to me |
It meant more than a big state ring |
If we could do it again it’d never be the same |
Remember the lights and the butterflies |
Giving it all just one last time |
Because heroes are remembered but dragons never die |
This ain’t no game around here |
It’s more like religion |
We’ve built this thing right here |
A football tradition |
So everybody get up |
And feast your eyes |
On the highlight of small town life |
It’s Friday night |
Come on |