G                               C
I watched her pack her worn out suitcase

                   G
Like so many times before

                                A7
Her voice still echoes down the hallway

                          D7
I won’t be coming back no more


G                             C
Five nights a week I kept her happy

                         G
We lived in perfect harmony

                          D7
But our trouble starts on Friday

                              G
That feeling takes control of me


                       D7
It’s that Friday night feeling

                        G
That I can’t seem to control

                        A7
Pretty ladies and sweet music

                     D7
It’s down deep in my soul


G                      C
And this feeling won’t leave me

                    G
Till Sunday morning comes

                     D7
Oh this Friday night feeling

                   G
It won’t let me go home


                             C
I just stopped in to cash my paycheck

                            G
Thought I drink one then go home

                             A7
Then I saw that good looking lady

                   D7
Setting at the bar alone


G                                 C
Well she had that look of needing someone

                            G
Felt that feeling coming on strong

                     D7
Oh this Friday night feeling

                     G
Just won’t let me go home


                       D7
It’s that Friday night feeling

                        G
That I can’t seem to control

                        A7
Pretty ladies and sweet music

                     D7
It’s down deep in my soul


G                      C
And this feeling won’t leave me

                    G
Till Sunday morning comes

                     D7
Oh this Friday night feeling

                   G
It won’t let me go home