I woke up Friday morning with cheer in my heart For when the work day's over the weekend starts Tomorrow I won't have to wake with the sun And instead of pounding nails I'll be pounding cold ones Now it's five and I'm off the clock With a grin on my face I take my first shot The drudgery of the work week is past So lay down your troubles and raise up your glass As the moon's coming up and the sun's going down Going out with my friends, going out on the town Maybe to a pub, maybe to a show I don't really care, I just gotta go So lay down your troubles, forget all your fears To all ye ladies we'll raise a cheer And to all those by which we've been betrayed May the devil take you and send your to your grave Bring on the band, and bring on the night We're here to have fun and take our delight We'll sing and dance 'til the night's long gone And we'll keep on going on and on May the bar that you lean on be made of stout oak May you only breathe the finest smoke May the beer that you drink be dark and strong And may you and your family never come to wrong May the life you lead never bring you pain May the fire that keeps you warm never wain May your pockets never empty, not now or then And may I drink with you again