(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 Tonight 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 Tonight 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 well 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 Honky tonk america Honky tonk america