Oh, I said a little prayer to-night 'fore I came on stage
As I came walk-in past the drivers and the locals on the union wage
I asked the Dear Lord up in heaven
Let me treat the music right
Then I prayed that Detroit, goes wild tonight
Seven pickers and all our in a rental van
Playin music never sleepin and working on a neon tan
We played the barn down in Sanford, Florida,
For Bev Roberts out in Camden Park
We plugged it in up east a Bull Run, and the place went dark
Chorus 1
Back before the buses and the hard working boys in the crew
Well, it was one big party but the papers called it paying our dues
Verse 2
No rules young fools coming from the old school,
Taking on the world alone
Next date can't wait, tearing up the interstate
Ever place we played was home
Balls out no doubt, this is what it's all about
Beggin' for a place to play
Swingin' with our low friends, prayin' that it never ends
Wouldn't trade a single day
Hey it's still one big party
You Can call it whatever you choose