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