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Our Kind


If you get a paycheck every two weeks
Spend it on beer and gasoline
Down at ya local Texico
If ever got caught running from the cops
Doing burnouts on the black top
But they know your mama so they let you go
Got a couple cars in the yard that don't run
Just rust buckets that ya use for parts
And if your Friday nights for football
And you call your town small
And everybody knows you at your bar

You're one of our kind, like a little bit of shine
Living way back in the pines beneath the Mason-Dixon line
Like sipping on some whiskey swishing in your Dixie cup
And circled up trucks by a fire
And if you got some dirt roads back home
And your twang sounds a little like mine
You're one of our kind

If your back porch has a screen door
And every five miles got a dollar store
And the water tower says go blue for them state champs in '02
Your hand me down Fords got four muddy Michelins
Chipped paint and a couple dents

You're one of our kind, like a little bit of shine
Living way back in the pines beneath the Mason-Dixon line
Like sipping on some whiskey swishing in your Dixie cup
And circled up trucks by a fire
And if you got some dirt roads back home
And your twang sounds a little like mine
Then you're one of our kind

The kind that gets a little dirty
Puts a hurting on a bottle after 40 hours working
Yeah the kind that likes a good time late nights
And last calls under them neon lights, yeah

You're one of our kind, like a little bit of shine
Living way back in the pines beneath the Mason-Dixon line
Like sipping on some whiskey swishing in your Dixie cup
And circled up trucks by a fire
And if you got some dirt roads back home
And your twang sounds a little like mine
You're one of our kind
(One of our kind)
Yeah, you're one of our kind
(You're one of our kind)

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