Lord, let me make it to the weekend
I'm going to the Beans in the Belfry
We’re going to be jammin’ by the river
I have to say hello to Patsy Cline

At the beans, we’ll be joining Mr. Fiddler
He can cook and his dog is named boo
He can get a lady smilin’ with his fiddlin’
Playin’ bluegras, country ballads and the blues

Lord let me make to the weekend
I'm going to the Beans in thje Belfry
We’re going to be jammin’ by the river
I have to say hello to Patsy Cline

At the beans, you will find many a fine folk
Makin’ music to forget the dayly grind
If you’re lucky, you’ll be jamming by the river
Drinking coffee, eating tasty pie

Lord let me make it to the weekend
I'm going to the Beans in the Belfry
We’re going to be jammin’ by the river
I have to say hello to Patsy Cline

Never know who is coming by the river
We don’t know what they carry in their hearts
But there ain’t a single soul that won’t be singin’
When I slide from D to G on my guitar

Oh Lord, let me make it to the weekend
I'm going to the Beans in the Belfry
We’re going to be jammin’ by the river
I have to say hello to Patsy Cline

As the Sun is coming down the Shenandoah
And the whistle of a train is going by
I remember happy days down by the river
Making music to forget that time went by

Lord let me make it to the weekend
I'm going to the Beans in the Belfry
We’re going to be jammin’ by the river
I have to say hello to Patsy Cline