E

Six

o'-

clock

on

Fri-

day

eve-

ning

E

ma-

ma

does-

n't

know

she's

leav-

ing

E

'til

she

hears

the

screen

door

slam-

ing,

E

rub-

ber

sqeal-

ing,

gears

a-

jam-

ming,

A

lo-

cal

coun-

try

sta-

tion

just

a-

A

blar-

in'

on

the

ra-

di-

o.

E

Pick

him

up

at

sev-

en

and

they're

E

head-

ing

to

the

ro-

de-

o.__

B

Ma-

ma's

on

the

front

porch,

B

screem-

in'

out

her

warn-

ing,

"Girl

you

E

bet-

ter

get

your

red

head

E

back

in

bed

be-

fore

the

morn-

ing."

E

Nine

o'-

clock

the

show

is

end-

ing.

E

But

the

fun

is

just

be-

gin-

ning.

E

She

knows

he's

an-

tic-

i-

pata-

ing.

E

But

she's

gon-

na

keep

him

wait-

ing.

A

Grab

a

bite

to

eat,

and

then

they're

A

head

in'

to

the

honk-

y

tonk.

E

But

loud

crowds

and

line

danc-

ing

just

E

ain't

what

they

real-

ly

want.__

B

Drive

out

to

the

boon-

docks

and

park

B

down

by

the

creek,

and

where

it's

E

George

Straitt

'till

real

late,

E

and

danc-

ing

cheek

to

cheek.

E

N.C.

Ten

'til

twelve

is

wine

and

danc-

ing,

E

N.C.

mid-

night

starts

the

hard

ro-

manc-

ning.

A

N.C.

One

o'-

clock

that

truck

is

rock-

ing,

E

N.C.

two

is

com-

in'

still

no

stop-

ping.

B

N.C.

Break

to

check

the

clock

at

three,

they're

B

N.C.

right

no

where

they

wan-

na

be.

And

E

N.C.

E

N.C.

four

o'-

clock

get

up

get

go-

ing.

E

N.C.

E

N.C.

Five

o'-

clock

that

roost-

er's

crow-

ing.

E

Six

o'-

clock

on

Sat-

ur-

day,

E

her

folks

don't

know

he's

on

his

way.

E

The

stalls

are

clean,

the

horses

rock-

fed.

E

They

say

she's

ground-

ed

'til

she's

dead.

B

Well,

here

he

comes

a-

round

the

bend.

B

Slow-

ing

down

she's

jump-

in'

in.

E

N.C.

E

N.C.

Hey,

Mom!

your

daugh-

ters

gone.

E

N.C.

E

N.C.

And

there

they

go

a-

gain.