My Kinda Folk

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