You got them friends
That you'll have to the very end
They tell it like it is
Even if you don't like itNo matter what kind of bind you're in
Call them up and they'll all come running
Ain't no doubt
You can count on themThey're your Friday night brothers
From another mother
Buzzing on a week gone by
Drinking about girls
Drinking about life
Drinking cause it tastes so right
They can get you in
Or get you out of trouble
But you ain't got nothing
If you ain't got a couple of them
Beer buddiesI laugh about it now
But I was scared as hell that night
When they double dog dared me
I wouldn't outrun them blue lightsAnd I remember when granddad died
I had my boys right by side
Saying, "It's alright, he had a hell of a life"
Gonna raise one for him tonightWith my Friday night brothers
From another mother
Buzzing on a week gone by
Drinking about girls
Drinking about life
Drinking cause it tastes so right
They can get you in
Or get you out of trouble
But you ain't got nothing
If you ain't got a couple of them
Beer buddies
Yeah, a couple of them
Beer buddiesIf you ain't got none
Go get you some right now
Cause God only knows what I'd do withoutMy Friday night brothers
From another mother
Buzzing on a week gone by
Drinking about girls
Drinking about life
Drinking cause it tastes so right
They can get you in
Or get you out of trouble
But you ain't got nothing
If you ain't got a couple of them
Beer buddies
Yeah, a couple of them
Beer buddies, beer buddies
Songwriters
DYLAN SCOTT, FOREST GLEN WHITEHEADPublished by
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