Another Friday night, another couple shows
Another weekend comes, another weekend goes
Another gig we play our fingers to the bone
Another 4 am alone
One more night of trying to live a boyhood dream
One more night of trying to make you all believe
One more night to give a show you wont forget
One more night of beer and cigarettes
We still got the tunes
Fiddles strings and spoons
And if you got the time
We still got the rhymes
And if there's one more call
Well than we got it all
We got everything
And we still got our songs to sing
We play the one you have known since you were five
We play the one that makes you waltz and spin and jive
We play the one thats been around 300 years
We play the one that causes tears
And if you get the chance
Come on out and dance
Dance until you're floored
Come on dance some more
And if there's one more beer
Well pass it over here
'Cause we got everything
And we still got our songs to sing
Another sunday morn, another sinners mass
Another weekend is behind you much too fast
Another promise when you swear when you'll stay in
Come friday and your out again
One round for the band
One round for our friends
Buy that guy a beer
'Cause were all family here
And for what its worth
Heaven's here on earth
'Cause we got everything
And we still got our songs to sing
We still got the tunes
The fiddles strings and spoons
And if you got the time
We still got the rhymes
And if there's one more call than we got it all
Cause we got everything
And we still got our songs to sing
We still got our songs to sing
We still got our songs to sing