Tekster: George Strait. Twang. Twang.

When I get off of work on Friday
After working like a dog all week
I go to meet the boys for a cold one
At a little joint up the street

They got a jukebox in the corner
Full of old country tunes
Feed it five dollars worth of quarters
Is the first thing I always do

'Cause I need a little twang
A little hillbilly bending on some guitar strings
Some peddle steel whining like a
Whistle of an old freight train

To get that foot stomping honky tonkin'
Feeling Going through my veins
I need a little twang, twang, twang

Well, I like a lot of kinds of music
I try to keep an open mind
Depending on the mood to strike me
If I'm gonna stay till closing time

So when I wanna lift my spirits
To get me feeling worth a dang
I know I'm gonna have to hear it
'Cause I gotta have some Hank to hang

'Cause I need a little twang
A little hillbilly bending on some guitar strings
Some peddle steel whining like a
Whistle of an old freight train

To get that foot stomping honky tonkin'
Feeling going through my veins
I need a little twang

I need a little twang
A little hillbilly bending on some guitar strings
Some peddle steel whining like a
Whistle of an old freight train

To get that foot stomping honky tonkin'
Feeling going through my veins
I need a little twang, twang, twang
I need a little twang, twang, twang