Friday Night Brantley Gilbert
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[Verse 1]
This city's looking like a ghost town
All the stores downtown they've been closing down
Yeah, the only lights that shine for miles
Are lighting up the sky above memorial drive
And if you want a seat you better come on down
Cause when the band fires up that old glory sound
This is the moment we've all been waiting for
Lining them up, and the whistle blows
[Chorus]
This ain't no game around here
It's more like religion
We've built this thing right here
A football tradition
So everybody get up
And feast your eyes
On the highlight of small town life
It's Friday night
[Verse 2]
And winning state would be a miracle
Man, we did it back in '54
And if the baptist church
Prayed Sunday morning
We might just stand a chance
With the help of the Lord
This city's looking like a ghost town
All the stores downtown they've been closing down
Yeah, the only lights that shine for miles
Are lighting up the sky above memorial drive
And if you want a seat you better come on down
Cause when the band fires up that old glory sound
This is the moment we've all been waiting for
Lining them up, and the whistle blows
[Chorus]
This ain't no game around here
It's more like religion
We've built this thing right here
A football tradition
So everybody get up
And feast your eyes
On the highlight of small town life
It's Friday night
[Verse 2]
And winning state would be a miracle
Man, we did it back in '54
And if the baptist church
Prayed Sunday morning
We might just stand a chance
With the help of the Lord
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