My Kinda Folk - Luke Combs
Lyrics by：Luke Combs/Jamie Davis/Ray Fulcher/Dan Isbell/Dustin Nunley
Composed by：Luke Combs/Jamie Davis/Ray Fulcher/Dan Isbell/Dustin Nunley
You might find us early sunrising
Tractor driving growing your greens
Staying alive working 9 to 5
Just living that American dream
We're the plumbers and the preachers
The pre-care teachers
The mailman in your neighbourhood
But it don't matter what we do
We d**n sure do it good
My kinda folk buy beer on Friday
Get right on Saturday night
We're all good people
Spend Sunday under staple
Come Monday we'll be right on time
There oughta be a law against working this hard
And still having this much fun
We get it done drink a beer
Catch a fish hunt a deer
And then we'll firе up a little smoke
Me and my kinda folk
There's a whip of southern wind singing
And a red sun sinking
Back beneath a grove of oak trees
We're taking it slow easy come easy go
A road philosophy
I ain't saying it's right what we're living like
But it feels pretty hard to beat
Yeah my kinda folk buy beer on Friday
Get right on Saturday night
We're all good people
Spend Sunday under staple
Come Monday we'll be right on time
There oughta be a law against working this hard
And still having this much fun
We get it done drink a beer
Catch a fish hunt a deer
And then we'll fire up a little smoke
Me and my kinda folk
Oh my kinda folks buy beer on Friday
Get right on Saturday night
We're all good people
Spend Sunday under staple
Come Monday we'll be right on time
There oughta be a law against working this hard
And still having this much fun
We get it done drink a beer
Catch a fish hunt a deer
And then we'll fire up a little smoke
Me and my kinda folk
Oh me and my kinda folk
