Fury In The Slaughterhouse - Out on The Weekend Lyrics

Think I’ll pack it in and buy a pick-up Take it down to l.a. Find a place to call my own and try to fix up Start a brand new day The woman I’m thinking of - she loved me all up But I’m so down today She’s so fine she’s in my mind I hear her callin’ See the lonely boy, out on the weekend Trying to make it stay Can’t relate to joy, he tries to speak and Can’t begin to say She got pictures on the wall That make me look up From her big brass bed Now I’m running down the road trying to stay up Somewhere in her head The woman I’m thinking of - she loved me all up But I’m so down today She’s so fine she’s in my mind I hear her callin’ See the lonely boy, out on the weekend Trying to make it pay Can’t relate to joy, he tries to speak and Can’t begin to say Fury In The Slaughterhouse Lyrics Out on The Weekend Lyrics