The Zeke - Big Weekend

There's some friends that I know
Living in this town and I've come far to see them
Gonna track 'em down
They live in a brick house painted white and brown

Left a tip for the maid and I packed up my guitar
Dropped my key on the counter, rented a car
Gonna hook up with 'em later and go hit the bars

I need a big weekend
Kick up the dust
Yeah a big weekend
If you don't run, you rust

Well I may shake your hand but I won't know your name
The joke in your language don't come out the same
There's times when I'm down and there's nothing to blame

I need a big weekend
Kick up the dust
Yeah a big weekend
If you don't run, you rust

I can work, I can travel, sleep anywhere
Cross every border with nothing to declare
You can look back babe, but it's best not to stare

I need a big weekend
Kick up the dust
Yeah a big weekend
If you don't run, you rust

Written by:
Thomas Earl Petty

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Lyrics © Adria K Music, O/B/O DistroKid, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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