Ready To Roar 歌詞
Willie Nelson
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Get down to fiddle and break out the bow
And take off the gloves and throw 'em down in the hall
Worked hard all week, my back is sore
It's Friday night and I'm ready to roar
Ready to ready, oh, ready to roar
It's five o' clock and I'm out that door
dusty and I'm tired and worn
But it's Friday night and I'm ready to roar
I've been picking this up and putting that down
I'm tired of my boss bossing me around
Changing my clothes, going into town
Light a little up and drink a little down
Ready to ready, ready to road
It's five o' lock and I'm out that door
dusty and I'm tired and worn
But it's Friday night and I'm ready to roar
Well I picked up a lid from a friend of mine
And a man picked me up, now I'm doing time
But I'll get out tomorrow and if you see my friend
Tell him meet me at the bar, we can try that again
He might not know me 'cause I'm low class
Tell him I'm the one with his head up his ass
Ready to ready, ready to road
It's five o' lock and I'm out that door
dusty and I'm tired and worn
But it's Friday night and I'm ready to roar
One more of it
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And take off the gloves and throw 'em down in the hall
Worked hard all week, my back is sore
It's Friday night and I'm ready to roar
Ready to ready, oh, ready to roar
It's five o' clock and I'm out that door
dusty and I'm tired and worn
But it's Friday night and I'm ready to roar
I've been picking this up and putting that down
I'm tired of my boss bossing me around
Changing my clothes, going into town
Light a little up and drink a little down
Ready to ready, ready to road
It's five o' lock and I'm out that door
dusty and I'm tired and worn
But it's Friday night and I'm ready to roar
Well I picked up a lid from a friend of mine
And a man picked me up, now I'm doing time
But I'll get out tomorrow and if you see my friend
Tell him meet me at the bar, we can try that again
He might not know me 'cause I'm low class
Tell him I'm the one with his head up his ass
Ready to ready, ready to road
It's five o' lock and I'm out that door
dusty and I'm tired and worn
But it's Friday night and I'm ready to roar
One more of it