Well
Crack o'dawn I'm workin' five To nine
Juggling time to buy my gear
My bills keep piling up like Leaves in my yard
And they repo'd my truck last Year
The power's cut off but I don't Give a damn
Since I heat with my overdues
Cause as long as I can stand on That open stage
You won't hear me cryin' the Blues
Well
Out in that shed behind my Trailer home
Sits a shrine to my rockin' past
And in that magic bus folk Treasures unfold
But I'll show you if you'll ask
But if you stop, come in, have a Beer or three
We'll be partying up all night
And we'll be cryin' and singin' And playing guitars
Gettin' ready for open mic
Cause I live for open mic
When the band brings me up on stage
I live for Sunday night
When the band is a-groovin' And I'm playin' and singin'
The crowd is a-roarin' and my Solo's ringin'
Nothing can compare to the joy That it's bringin'
I'm a Weekend Warrior
Cause I live for open mic
When the band brings me up On stage
I live for Sunday night
When the band is a-groovin' And I'm playin' and singin'
The crowd is a-roarin' and my Solo's ringin'
Nothing can compare to the joy That it's bringin'
I'm a Weekend Warrior
Yeah