From the recording His Love's Like A Small Town
Lyrics
One Long Friday Night ©2010 by April Holley Fraiser
Georgia Smiles Publishing (BMI)
CLASSES WERE A BUMMER WAITIN’ ON SUMMER-
TIME TO FINALLY COME
LIVING FOR THE WEEKEND LATE NIGHTS SLEEP IN
TO CUT LOOSE HAVING FUN
I REMEMBER TO THIS DAY
SITTING IN THE MIDDLE STAYING OFF THAT MAIN HIGHWAY
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AND WE PLAYED EARL THOMAS CONLEY AND GEORGE STRAIT FROM THE BOX
RIDIN’ IN THAT MUDDY RED STEP SIDE
WITH THE WINDOWS ROLLED DOWN US SINGIN’ LOUD
THAT SUMMER WAS LIKE ONE LONG FRIDAY NIGHT
TRYING HARD TO BE GOOD HEADIN’ FOR SOFT MUD
AND OUR SPECIAL PLACE
BLACK NIGHTS BLACK TOP PONYTAIL TANK TOP
THOSE WERE THE DAYS
STRAWBERRY GLOSS ON MY LIPS
YOU THERE GRINNIN’ SAID YOU LOVED THE TASTE OF IT
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BRIDGE
YOU COULDN’T TELL ME BACK THEN
OUR LOVE OR SUMMER’D EVER END
BUT IT DID AND MY MIND STILL PLAYS IT ALL AGAIN
AGAIN AND AGAIN
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THAT SUMMER WAS LIKE THE BEST FRIDAY NIGHT