Tuesday, January 25, 1972

Another Friday Night

Another Friday night,
Guess I’ll put a clean shirt on
And hitch a ride to town.
No more work for two whole days,
There’s no point hanging around.
Working on the road,
I sweat and ache and cuss the pain,
But it sure does pass the time.
Two days free and all I see
Are the same old walls to climb.

Guess I could fall by Moreau’s Bar,
And maybe borrow Jack’s guitar,
And find a girl to sing to,
Lord knows she’s what I’m longing.
Hey who am I kidding, she can’t be
The sort of girl who’ll wait for me
In Sunday laces,
In the kind of places
I belong in.

     But I hold on to my dreams anyway,
     I’ll never let them die.
     They keep me going through the bad times,
     While I dream of the good times coming by.

Ten years out from home,
I joined the circus, worked the fields.
But I never saved a dime,
Never stayed in one place long,
'Less I was doing time.
Looking for my life,
I thought I’d found it once or twice,
But it turned out I was wrong.
Heard the music and learned to dance
To someone else’s song.

I’ve had men tell me, be content
To spend your life for food and rent
And give up trying
They say life’s a dying jailor.
I just tell them, I do alright.
Still it’s rough on Friday night.
When there’s time for thinking
I spend it drinking
Up my failure.

     But I hold on to my dreams anyway,
     I’ll never let them die.
     They keep me going through the bad times,
     While I dream of the good times coming by.

Music

This song is originally in Bb. On the guitar I would suggest a capo on the 3rd fret and the following chords.

Verse


G | - | Am | - (a-b-c)
C | G/b | Am | D
G | - | Am | - (a-b-c)
C | G/b | Am | D

F9 (maj7sus2) | C| F9 | Dsus4
Gsus4-G | F9 | D7
F9 | C | Fs9 | Dsus4
Gsus4-G | F9 | D7 (d-e-f#-g)

Chorus

G | C | G | G7 (g-a-b-c)
C7 | C/b | Am7 | Am7 (e-g-a-c-d-e-d)
G | G/f# | Em | Em
D | D | C | D | G

Intro

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