Lyrics: My Kinda Saturday Night

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

Boots on the back porch, stompin' on the 2-4
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 lite
Sure sounds like my kinda Saturday night

Hot damn, you oughta hear a tailgate 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

Boots on the back porch, stompin' on the 2-4
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 lite
Sure sounds like my kinda Saturday night

Boots on the back porch, stompin' on the 2-4
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 lite
Sure sounds like my kinda Saturday night
Sounds like my kinda Saturday night
Sounds like my kinda Saturday night