Friday Blues V2

[Verse] Sittin' on my porch swing Feelin' so low Been workin' hard all week It's time to let go I got the Friday blues Runnin' through my veins Gonna wash away my worries Drown 'em down the drain Mama's cookin' up some fried catfish in the pan I can smell that southern comfort callin' me Man I need a cold beer in my hand Let the good times flow Just a little taste of freedom Let the weekend show [Verse 2] Clock's tickin' slow But the weekend's comin' fast I'm leavin' all my troubles in the rearview In the past I'm gonna kick back with my guitar and sing the blues Let the music take me higher Chase away my daily bruise