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Workin' to the bone just to try to have a voice When Friday night comes I'm gonna turn up the noise Like a good, good, good cowboy Oh, yeah, alright
Was another beer drinkin' Friday afternnon at Jimmy's tavern This cowboy he came struttin' in with a big cigar in his mouth a total stranger Wore
And damn I love my Nascar race Any song sung by George Strait Is country at it's best Yes I love good cold beer And mustard on my fries I love a good loud
no matter how hard I try I'm gettin' really good at barely gettin' by Got everything I own By the sweat of my brow From my four-wheel drive to my
everything to me Guess I just couldn't see What it was she was missin' Slow dancin' and long kissin' Dinner on a friday night Wine by the candle light
mean? DIMEBAG Yeah, man. DAVID ALLAN COE Yeah, I hear ya. DIMEBAG Here we go... [sung] Cowboy junkies on the radio Singin' some ol' funky tune Time
L.A.X. around six I scootch you through the hood, then we gone get up in these tricks It's Friday night Two players in a black 5-0-0 Slidin' down
In the black bucket hearse with the rusty grill a chrome Pickin' up the homies, we get em one by one If you ain't psychopathic ryda boy you cannot
rack Spilled my drink on you on purpose so we could have a good laff Watch some flick Cuddle, play Watch that chick Sip champagne Clothes off
ain't for hoes) It's a good thing that we're rappin' If it wasn't for the rappin', we'd be mackin' It's a good thing that we're rappin' If it wasn't for
Or stayin at relatives well get a place of our own And even though the feelin was good Don't get it twisted naw money we still in the hood Now a years gone by