Six Pack Friday

Chorus

Six cold ones in the fridge waitin' on me

Three smokes left in a pack, just what I need

A little green in a jar hidden away

Yeah, that's how I unwind at the end of the day

Post-Chorus

Oh yeah, oh yeah

That's the way, that's the way

Verse 2

Clock out at five, boss still complainin'

Truck's runnin' rough but I ain't explainin'

Kicked off my boots right by the front door

Don't need much else, don't need much more

Pre-Chorus

Monday through Friday, same old grind

But when that whistle blows, it's my time

Chorus

Six cold ones in the fridge waitin' on me

Three smokes left in a pack, just what I need

A little green in a jar hidden away

Yeah, that's how I unwind at the end of the day

Post-Chorus

Oh yeah, oh yeah

That's the way, that's the way[Bridge]

Guitar in the corner just callin' my name

Work day frustrations go up in flames

Front porch sittin' with a cold one in hand

Simple pleasures make a hard-workin' man

Verse 3

Neighbors might judge but they don't understand

This blue-collar therapy's my master plan

Been breakin' my back since the crack of dawn

Now it's my time to rock till the break of morn

Chorus

Six cold ones in the fridge waitin' on me

Three smokes left in a pack, just what I need

A little green in a jar hidden away

Yeah, that's how I unwind at the end of the day

Post-Chorus

Oh yeah, oh yeah

That's the way, that's the way

End