Ain't Going Down ('til The Sun Comes Up) Lyrics

 ( Jenny Yates, Garth Brooks) 

 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