Six o`clock on Friday evening
Momma doesn` t know she`s leaving
`Til she hears the screen door slamming
Rubber squealin` gears a jamming
Local country station just a blaring on the radio
Pick him up at seven and they`re headin` to the rodeo
Momma`s on the front porch screamin` out her warning
Girl you better get your red head
Back in bed before the morning
Nine o`clock the show is ending
But the fun is just beginning
She knows he`s anticipating
But she`s gonna keep him waiting
Grab a bite to eat
And then they`re heading to the honkey tonk
But loud crowds and line dancing
Just ain`t what they really want
Drive out to the boondocks and park down by the creek
And where it`s George Strait `til real late
And dancing cheek to cheek
Ain`t going down `til the sun comes up
Ain`t givin` in `til they get enough
Going `round the world in a pickup truck
Ain`t goin` down `til the sun comes up
Ten `til twelve is wine and dancing
Midnight starts the hard romancing
One o`clock that truck is rocking
Two is coming, still no stopping
Break to check the clock at three
They`re right on where they want to be
Four o`clock get up and going
Five o`clock that rooster`s crowing
Ain`t going down `til the sun comes up
Ain`t givin` in `til they get enough
Going `round the world in a pickup truck
Ain`t goin` down `til the sun comes up
Six o`clock on Saturday
Her folks don`t know he`s on his way
The stalls are clean, the horses fed
They say she`s grounded `til she`s dead
Well here he comes around the bend
Slowing down, she`s jumping in
Hey mom, you`re daughter`s gone
And there they go again
Ain`t going down `til the sun comes up
Ain`t givin` in `til they get enough
Going `round the world in a pickup truck
Ain`t goin` down `til the sun comes up
