Slim Whitman - Friday night feeling

^GI watched her pack her worn out ^Csuitcase Like so many times ^Gbefore

Her voice still echoes down the ^A7hallway I won’t be coming back no ^D7more

^GFive nights a week I kept her ^Chappy We lived in perfect harmo^Gny

But our trouble starts on ^D7Friday That feeling takes control of ^Gme

It’s that Friday night ^D7feeling That I can’t seem to con^Gtrol

Pretty ladies and sweet ^A7music It’s down deep in my ^D7soul

^GAnd this feeling won’t ^Cleave me Till Sunday morning ^Gcomes

Oh this Friday night ^D7feeling It won’t let me go ^Ghome

I just stopped in to cash my ^Cpaycheck Thought I drink one then go ^Ghome

Then I saw that good looking ^A7lady Setting at the bar ^D7alone

^GWell she had that look of needing ^Csomeone Felt that feeling coming on ^Gstrong

Oh this Friday night ^D7feeling Just won’t let me go ^Ghome

It’s that Friday night ^D7feeling That I can’t seem to con^Gtrol

Pretty ladies and sweet ^A7music It’s down deep in my ^D7soul

^GAnd this feeling won’t ^Cleave me Till Sunday morning ^Gcomes

Oh this Friday night ^D7feeling It won’t let me go ^Ghome