Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Weekend , by - Steve Forbert. Song from the album Young, Guitar Days, in the genre Фолк-рокRelease date: 31.12.2000
Record label: Rolling Tide
Song language: English
The Weekend |
| Oh, few things work out like you want 'em to But just do your best, it’s the best you can do The sailboats are gliding to shore with the wind |
| Go out and stroll about and find a friend |
| Yeah the long week is gone--now the weekend’s begun |
| Go down and check the tavern, you might find some fun |
| The girls from the high ridge are singing tonight |
| Hang out and drink some wine and feel all right |
| Does your heart tell the truth when you’re lying? |
| Does your blues get you high when you’re crying? |
| Oooh, oooh now |
| Yeah, the telephone’s ringing, but nobody’s home |
| She’s out for the ev’ning, but she’s not out alone |
| Of course you could find her, but what’d be the use? |
| Hang out and drink some wine and just get juiced |
| Does your mind hit the groove when you’re gleaming? |
| Does your life start to live while you’re dreaming? |
| Oooh, oooh now |
| (INSTRUMENTAL BREAK) |
| The slow week is gone, now the weekend will run |
| Relax on a Sunday and soak up some sun |
| There ain’t much of nothin’that’s free anymore |
| But the sunshine’s real fine and don’t keep score |
| Do you think you could love one and only? |
| Does your blues get you off when you’re lonely? |
| Oooh, oooh now |