My Kinda Saturday Night

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Dang I ain't ever puttin' WD-40 on this front porch chain I can't, but I can almost hear that paycheck droppin' in the bank I don't know what's gonna happen tonight But there's a good chance it's gonna sound like [Chorus] Boots on the back porch, stompin' on the two-four, little bit of longneck clank Tires on the chert rock, Bubba Shot the Jukebox, bendin' them guitar strings Cold can packin' and some old boys crackin' on whatever's in the cooler light Sure sounds like my kind of Saturday night [Instrumental Break] [Verse 2] Hot damn You oughta hear a tail gate droppin' on an old Dodge Ram Or all my rowdy friends Standin' 'round a bonfire drinkin' singin' "Pickup Man" Howlin' like some Bluetick hounds Man, I almost hear it now [Chorus] Boots on the back porch, stompin' on the two-four, little bit of longneck clank Tires on thе chert rock, Bubba Shot the Jukebox, bеndin' them guitar strings Cold can packin' and some old boys crackin' on whatever's in the cooler light Sure sounds like my kind of Saturday night [Instrumental Break] [Chorus] Boots on the back porch, stompin' on the two-four, little bit of longneck clank Tires on the chert rock, Bubba Shot the Jukebox, bendin' them guitar strings Cold can packin' and some old boys crackin' on whatever's in the cooler light Sure sounds like my kind of Saturday night Sounds like my kind of Saturday night Sounds like my kind of Saturday night