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ItЎЇs three oЎЇclock in the morning And theyЎЇre sayinЎЇ youЎЇve had enough But you want another drink Good old north or southern stuff YouЎЇre a boy from way down south Folks from the old north And itЎЇs friday night ItЎЇs party night for you King George he sent the excise men The yankee revenuers It donЎЇt matter what they try TheyЎЇll never stop the brewinЎЇ Because a man will take a glass To make his spirits fly On a friday night ItЎЇs party night for you They bring out laws and taxes Try to cut you down If you canЎЇt go to the corner bar Then youЎЇll go underground So come on down to your local still And buy yourself a thrill On a friday night ItЎЇs party night for you * Whiskey the water of life ThereЎЇs more to it than the pourinЎЇ Oiled the reel on the fiddle bow And sent the music soarinЎЇ My old man and his old man They knew what they were doinЎЇ LovinЎЇ malt from the old land And the corn from tennessee If youЎЇre feelinЎЇ lowdown You donЎЇt need no pill Come along and join the clan Support your local still You can win your bar-room blues Find that hazy delight On a friday night ItЎЇs party night for you