I never want night to end here hanging out, with all of my friends Telling stories, too secrets for one man to hold up on our lives, out on the road I came in on a red eye Austin Jackie rode his bus in, straight from Los Brady said they got busted, and it really them probably never go back, to Charleston again
Singing come on, singing come on, through that old red You know they've seen the likes of us, coming in before Laughing, singing, drinking, drifting troubadours like it's always Friday night, behind that old red door
Bobby just found out that left him She said she couldn't how he was, never around He always played his cards, he read them Well he just laughed it off, and the whole damn house a round
Singing come, singing come on, through old red door You know they've seen the of us, cming in here before Laughing, singing, drinking, drifting troubadours Living like it's always Friday night, behind that old red
The sun is to peek in, through the window Dominoes are face down, just Charlie is gain My sides are aching, all the bad jokes It's the kind of that you never want to end
Singing come on, singing on, through that old red door You know they've seen the of us, coming in here before Laughing, singing, drinking, drifting troubadours Living it's always Friday night, behind that old red door
Singing come on, singing come, on through that old red door You know seen the likes of us coming in here before Laughing, singing, whiskey drinking, drifting Living it's always Friday night, behind that old red door. Yeah we're living like its always Friday night, behind that old red