Well, look out world, it's Friday night and I'm itching to dance
Got a front row table at the Union Hall and a cowboy by the hand
I'm ready to roll when the guitar's rocking
I won't sit down when the bass starts walking
Love to hear those twin fiddles talking
So let's strike up the band
I'm gonna go down swinging
Give me that old sound
Singing those three-part harmonies
I was born tapping my toes
And when they finally lay me low
I'm gonna go down
Swinging
Well, there's nothing better than a drummer knocking out eight beats to the bar
A piano man that knows how to boogie and a sliding steel guitar
I'll be the first one on the floor tonight
And I won't sit down when it's closing time
You won't get me out of here without a fight
Cause I know right from the start
I'm gonna go down
Swinging
Give me that old sound
Singing those three-part harmonies
I was born tapping my toes
And when they finally lay me low
I'm gonna go down swinging
Let's swing one now
That's the sheriff, y'all
I'm gonna go down swinging
Give me that old sound
Singing those three-part harmonies
I was born tapping my toes
And when they finally lay me low
I'm gonna go down swinging
Swinging

Swinging
I'm gonna go down swinging
I'm gonna go down swinging
Yeah!
Woo!
Thank you so much!
See you goings!
Thank you!
Is that from this one?