Got mud on my boots, dust on my jeans,
Been grinding all week, know what it means,
Sweat drippin’ down, feelin’ that heat,
Slave for the man, man, I’m ready to eat,
Workin’ hard, gotta pay those dues,
Friday night’s callin’, I’m ready to cruise,
It’s finally Friday, the end of the grind,
Raise those whiskey glasses, leave the week behind,
We worked all week, now it’s time to play,
Feel that dirty south flow, feel the trap sway,
Time to shake free, break these chains,
Feeling that freedom flowin’ through my veins,
Hit the dive bar, where the real ones be,
Raise those glasses high, it’s the life for me,
Whiskey shots fired, let the games begin,
Takin’ back the night, where we all fit in,
It’s finally Friday, the end of the grind,
Raise those whiskey glasses, leave the week behind,
We worked all week, now it’s time to play,
Feel that dirty south flow, feel the trap sway,
So light it up, to the dancers swinging on that pole,to the nine to fivers and the midnight riders let the good times roll,
This is our night,raise those whiskey glasses high give a toast it's finally Friday elevate the soul.
From dawn till dusk, I'm pushing on through,
Got mud on my boots, it's the daily debut.
Sweat on my brow, yeah, I'm working that grind,
Clockin' in hard, but I'm losing my mind.
But this is the night, man, I’m breakin' the code,
The grind ain't a jail, my spirit's in road.
It’s finally Friday, break the chains tonight,
Throw the workweek off, let the stars shine bright.
Pour the first drink, let the hustle unwind,
It’s finally Friday, leave the struggles behind.
Been slavin' for the man, but I'm sick of the grind,
Counting down the minutes, got freedom in mind.
The clock struck five, hear the sound of that bell,
It’s time to unwind, been living in hell.
Raise your glasses high, let the whiskey flow,
It’s finally Friday, let the good times roll.
It’s finally Friday, break the chains tonight,
Throw the workweek off, let the stars shine bright.
Pour the first drink, let the hustle unwind,
It’s finally Friday, leave the struggles behind.
So let’s toast to the rebels, the fighters, the night and day walkers
It's finally Friday, we’re ready to rise.raise those whiskey glasses high inhale that smoke it's finally Friday let the good times roll
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