Tin Roof Night
Performed by Whiskey Wind & The Prairie Boys
(Verse 1)
Down on three sixteen Broadway, the Tin Roof shines bright,
A casual pub by day, but honky-tonk all night.
The music’s loud, the crowd’s in sync,
And the only question here’s “What’ll ya drink?”
(Chorus)
It’s Tin Roof, where the music don’t stop,
Boots on the floor, drinks at the top.
Sing along whether you know the tune,
At Tin Roof, we’re all howlin’-at-the-moon.
(Verse 2)
You come for the tunes, stay for the wings,
Where every happy hour makes the whole bar sing.
The burgers dance, the fries got rhythm too,
Even the stools are tappin’ to the boogie-woogie blues.
(Chorus)
It’s Tin Roof, where the music don’t stop,
Boots on the floor, drinks at the top.
Sing along whether you know the tune,
At Tin Roof, we’re all howlin’-at-the-moon.
(Bridge)
You know it’s a party when the napkins fly,
And strangers photobomb without asking why.
With every bite and every sip,
You’re just a little closer to losin’ your grip.
(Verse 3)
There’s no cover charge, but you pay in fun,
With memories made and voices gone.
By the end of the night, the beat’s in your soul,
And your heart’s full of music that’ll never grow old.
(Chorus)
It’s Tin Roof, where the music don’t stop,
Boots on the floor, drinks at the top.
Sing along whether you know the tune,
At Tin Roof, we’re all howlin’-at-the-moon.
(Outro)
So here’s to the Tin Roof, where legends are made,
Where every night’s a party, every song’s a parade.
Raise your glass, stomp your boots, and cheer,
‘Cause at Tin Roof, every night’s the best night of the year.
Lyrics and Music by Alan Nafzger
Last Updated on November 4, 2024 by Alan Nafzger