All Those Friday Nights

I wrote this song during my courtship of my wife. I wrote it on the piano over the 4th of July 2002, but I play it on the guitar on the record, because I remembered I don't play the piano. I think it is a good story.

She's not a girl you won't remember
She's not a girl you won't survive
She's not a girl whose hiding from you
She's not a girl with much to hide

And if you want it all, you're going to have to ask her
And if you want it all, tonight might be the night
Sometimes I wonder if she's the angel I remember
From all those friday nights

She pours a drink behind the counter
And all she says is that she's bored
Now I can see she's locked in cages
She thinks I'll cage her up some more


She pours her heart behind the counter
As I finish off a drink
And all this jealousy is just a memory to me

Do I have your attention?
Have I caught you by surprise
All I need is your permission, darlin'
And I swear I'll make you mine

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While We Were Sleeping
Covered by Your Covers
Giving Her Away
Leave Your Best Girl Home
All Those Friday Nights
Every Pace We Leave

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