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 You might find us early sun risin' 
Tractor drivin', growin' your greens 
Stayin' alive, workin' 9 to 5 
Just livin' that american dream 
We're the plumbers and the preachers 
The pre-k teachers 
The mailman in your neighborhood 
But it don't matter what we do 
We damn sure do it good. 
My kinda folk buy beer on friday 
Get right on saturday night 
We're all good people 
Spend sunday under steeple 
Come monday we'll be right on time 
There oughta be a law against workin' this hard 
And still havin' 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. 
There's a whip of southern wind singin' 
And a red sun sinkin' 
Back beneath a grove of oak trees 
We're takin' it slow, easy come easy go 
A county road philosophy 
I ain't sayin' it's right, what we're livin' 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 steeple 
Come monday we'll be right on time 
There oughta be a law against workin' this hard 
And still havin' 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 steeple 
Come monday we'll be right on time 
There oughta be a law against workin' this hard 
And still havin' 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. 
 
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