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  1. It's the Weekend

Lyrics

IT’S THE WEEKEND
Written By: Bob DeYoung - Kevin Scarborough

I work all week in this dead end job
Punching the clock, tail wagging the dog
Looking for the weekend to make it all end
Knowing it's gonna start all over again.

Another party under sweet Georgia pines
We all come out here to drink and unwind
Ain't no bossman to chew out my behind
Ain't no naggin’ ‘bout another deadline

It's the weekend and I'm ready to play
It's the weekend, on a hot summer day
The women are fine, like vintage moonshine
It's the weekend.

This party’s rockin’ as the sun goes down
Got old Hank crankin’ way up loud
The bonfire’s roaring, it’s all going down
Everybody here is gathering around

It's the weekend and I'm ready to play
It's the weekend, on a hot summer day
The women are fine, like vintage moonshine
It's the weekend.

I grab my guitar and open the case
Over the noise I hear somebody say
Hey, play us a country song the old fashioned way
Well here’s one I wrote yesterday

It's the weekend and I'm ready to play
It's the weekend, on a hot summer day
The women are fine, like vintage moonshine
It's the weekend.

I’m gonna sit back and take it all in
I’m gonna find myself in love all over again
Cold on tap, sweet thing on my lap
Lord have mercy, don’t let this all end

It's the weekend and I'm ready to play
It's the weekend, on a hot summer day
The women are fine, like vintage moonshine
It's the weekend.
It's the weekend and I'm ready to play
It's the weekend, on a hot summer day
The women are fine, like vintage moonshine
It's the weekend, it's the weekend, it’s the weekend.

Bob DeYoung – 954.610.4136 – bob@bobdeyoungmusic.com