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