Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro – Bagpipes swell, light electric guitar shimmer, boots stomping] Friday bell’s done ringing—HEY! Wash the dust off, we’re on our way! ⸻ [Verse 1 – Jim] Jim wipes soot from his brow at the end of the line, Hands like hammers, forged by time, Iron sings when he strikes it true, Steel bends hard, same as you. All week long it’s sparks and flame, Building the bones of the town’s good name, Drops the gloves, hears the pub door sound, First cold pint gonna cool him down. ⸻ [Chorus – Gritty Male Choir] Clock off, pour it down, let the long week drown, In a pint so good it shuts work out, Laughs get loud, worries fade, We drink till the weight of the world’s mislaid, This is our weekend sound! To the lads who carried the load— We earned this round, we’re homeward bound, At the bar where the stress gets sold! ⸻ [Verse 2 – Tom] Tom smells earth on his boots and hands, Barley rows and grain-filled lands, Sunrise back, sunset sore, Weather don’t care, it still wants more. Fields don’t rest and neither he, Till harvest songs live in his knees, Now the pipes cry high and clear, Another round—cheers to the year! ⸻ [Chorus – Male Choir + Guitar Riff and bagpipes blazing] Clock off, pour it down, let the long week drown, In a pint so good it shuts work out, Laughs get loud, worries fade, We drink till the weight of the world’s mislaid, This is our weekend sound! To the lads who carried the load— We earned this round, we’re homeward bound, At the bar where the stress gets sold! ⸻ [Verse 3 – Jack] Jack smells oil and burned-out brake, Grease in the lines of every shake, Knuckles split, engine swore, He fixed it once, then fixed it more. All week chasing a rattle and whine, Now he tunes out with hops and time, Wrench goes down, glass goes up, Friday night fills every cup. ⸻ [Solo – Electric Guitar & Blazing Bagpipes] (Guitar rips a gritty, bluesy run—bends and crunch, crowd claps along) (Bagpipes answer bold and bright—marching melody lifts the room) (Both trade lines stomp-stomp:) -CHEERS! CHEERS! HEY! ⸻ [Bridge - Call & Response] (Lead:) what do we do with the aches and strain? (Choir:) Sink ’em deep in the beer again! (Lead:) What do we keep when the week lets go? (Choir:) Good friends, good laughs, and a steady flow! ⸻ [Final Chorus – Full Choir] Clock off, pour it down, let the long week drown, Forge and field and garage ground, From iron sparks to barley gold, To busted bolts and stories told, Gone is the coin earned from toil and strife To work laid low and spirits lifted into the night— We drink, we grin, forget it all, Till Monday knocks… but not tonight! [Outro – Pipes fade, guitar rings, final stomp] Next Friday night- Same pub! Same lads! Same time! HEY!
Tags
Upbeat Irish pub anthem with bagpipes, stomps, electric guitar, gritty jolly male choirs, roaring pints, barroom swagger
Duration
4:04
Instrumental
No
Created
1/8/2026