The Friday Night Thrill

The Friday Night Thrill
lyrics By: Edward J Clements Jr
Sitting on the tailgate, sun sinkin' low
Engine tickin', heart beatin' slow
Sheriff's light strobin' in the rearview pane
Guess I pushed my luck a little too far again [Guess I pushed my luck]
Yeah, I'm a small town boy in a heap of trouble now
Got the weight of the world hangin' over my brow
Been runnin' wild, livin' too fast on these backroad ways
Now I gotta get down on my knees and beg for a little grace [Now I gotta get down on my knees]
Mama warned me 'bout the path I was on
Said that trouble would find me before the break of dawn
But I was too busy chasin' that Friday night thrill
Didn't listen to nothin', thought I could pay the bill [Didn't listen to nothin',]
Headlights cuttin' through the dust, nowhere left to roam
Maybe this is my wake-up call, bringin' me back hom [Maybe this is my wake-up call]
Yeah, I'm a small town boy in a heap of trouble now
Got the weight of the world hangin' over my brow
Been runnin' wild, livin' too fast on these backroad ways
Now I gotta get down on my knees and beg for a little grace [beg for a little grace]
Gonna get down on my knees, pray for forgiveness tonight
Hope there's still some mercy shinin' through the dusty light
Yeah, I'm a small town boy in a heap of trouble now
But I'm beggin' for forgiveness somehow [beggin' for forgiveness]