From the recording Hanging On For The Weekend
Lyrics
HANGING ON FOR THE WEEKEND
Hey…Each long, hard day makes for a long, hard week
Can’t wait to put my boots back on the floor
I can hear my timecard calling me
Come five o’clock I’ll be busting through that door
I’m hanging on for the weekend
No matter what is thrown at me
Come Friday night, it's just me and you
I’m hanging on for the weekend
Gonna wash away the dirt…the pain
The weekend is what sees me through to another Monday morning…
The grind of working through ten hour days
Feels better when I see that overtime
I pick up the sitter and pizza for the kids
Take a breath, drink a beer and then unwind
I’m hanging on for the weekend
No matter what is thrown at me
Come Friday night, it's just me and you
I’m hanging on for the weekend
Gonna wash away the dirt…the pain
The weekend is what sees me through to another Monday morning…
It’s Monday morning and I’m ready for the grind
My wife and kids depend on me
Deep in my heart, I know I’m tougher than the rest
I’ll work like a dog until I’m free
(I’m free…I’m free…but until then, girl…)
I’m hanging on for the weekend
No matter what is thrown at me
Come Friday night, it's just me and you
Yeah, I’m hanging on for the weekend
Gonna wash away the dirt…the pain
The weekend is what sees me through…
The weekend is what sees me through…
The weekend is what sees me through…
To another Monday morning
I’m hanging on, girl
(Hanging on, girl)
Yeah, I’m hanging on, girl
(Hanging on, girl)
Yeah, I’m hanging on, girl
(Hanging on, girl)
I’m hanging on…
(Hanging on, girl)
© 2026 Christopher Iverson Music/BMI
words & music: Christopher Iverson