Lyricist : Todd Clark/Gavin Slate

Composer : Todd Clark/Gavin Slate

Round up the boys

We're gonna do it right

Come on girls

Put 'em jeans on

Make 'em tight

Leave your 9 to 5 behind

It's an all night kinda night

This town we know

How to get it done

With the beer in the back

And the girls in the front

Put on a little Skynyrd

Drive it to the middle of nowhere

And kick it

(This is our town)

So live it up right here right now

(This is our town)

'Til the sun comes up and the lights go out

(This is our town)

Yeah, it's Friday night, honey let's get lit

Round here last call don't mean

Shh

'Cuz this is our town

We roll on down to the place we always go

Pull up the truck right there on the 18th hole

Grab a cold one, tee it off

Tonight we ain't playin' golf

They can kick us off

Try to take our beer

They can call the cops

But they're already here

Maybe Bennett

Moonshine sippin'

Those boys in blue

Know how to kick it

(This is our town)

So live it up right here right now

(This is our town)

'Til the sun comes up and the lights go out

(This is our town)

Yeah, it's Friday night, honey let's get lit

Round here last call don't mean

So put them boots on the ground, yeah

Tonight is goin' down

Put 'em tall boys in the air

Let's show 'em how we do it down here

(This is our town)

So live it up right here right now

(This is our town)

'Til the sun comes up and the lights go out

(This is our town)

Yeah, it's Friday night, honey let's get lit

Round here last call don't mean

(This is our town)

So live it up right here right now

(This is our town)

'Til the sun comes up and the lights go out

(This is our town)

Yeah, it's Friday night, honey let's get lit

Round here last call don't mean

Shh