Get down the fiddle and break out the bow Take off the gloves and throw down the hole 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´m 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 One more