(Bob McDill)

Well, the day it ends when the sun comes up and it starts when the sun goes down
Out on the backroads and on the back streets of every farm and factory town
There in the world of weekly wage there's always a place out there
And the names and the faces are the same everywhere.

Well, the room is full it's a Friday night we all wanna hear Louie Louie
Been a long hard day and a long hard life and this is how we make it through it
It's a blue collar place a red blooded crowd ionight everything's all right
In honky tonk America.

There's a flashing sign on a rain soaked street that lights up just about dark
A welcome beacon on life's highway when your weary and when you lost heart
Never say its loneliness it's only the drinks and the band
But something brings us back here again and again.

Well, the room is full it's a Friday night we all wanna hear Proud Mary
Been a long hard day and a long hard life we all got our crosses to carry
It's a blue collar place a red blooded crowd ionight everything's all right
In honky tonk America.

Well, talk about freedom alright but maybe some other time
Tonight everyone's feeling fine
Well, the room is full, it's a Friday night, we all wanna hear Wolly Bully
Been a long hard day and a long hard life Monday morning we'll all do our duty
It's a blue collar place, a red blooded crowd tonight everything's all right
In honky tonk America, honky tonk America, honky tonk America.

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Honky tonk America, honky tonk America...