Roll outta bed on a Monday morning Already the boss is calling Slept in a little too late I reckon last night was a big mistake I'm dry as a chip, my head aches I know it's gonna be a long five days
Now we'll be mustering cattle for most of the day Cleaning out troughs and feeding out hay Fix the gate on the boundary fence Then it's back to the yards to brand and drench Got a sale on Wednesday morn Load 'em up at the crack of dawn Long days and not much pay You earn your beer so I can't complain
Waitin' for Friday to come See the boss grab the cheque and run We work for our board, we work for our keep And we work for our turps at the end of the week
We've got a 95K trip into town We'll be cruising down the road When the sun goes down Couldn't be a better time of day And I know this one is gonna be a bender It'll be one to remember Friday, Saturday, Sunday all the way We're drinking down our pay
10am wake up at the pub Brush our teeth and get some grub Today gonna go for a drive The rugby's on in Narrabri Go along, cheer on the boys Us girls are gonna make some noise Got a slab and the Esky too We're all set until the game is through
Gotta get back into town Fill 'er up and the foot goes down There's a party on at Spud's tonight So we'll do it all again until the morning light
Next week will drag, but that's ok We live for the weekend And when Friday afternoon is here It starts all up againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
