my kinda saturday night

Luke Combs

Dang
I ain t never 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 two-four, little bit of lonely clank
Tires on the chair, Bubba Shot the Jukebox
bendin them guitar strings
Came packin and some old boys
crackin on the rivers and the cooler light
Sure sounds like my kind of Saturday night

Hot damn
You oughta hear a tail gate drivin on that old Dodge Ram
Or I ma ride to friends
Standin round a bonfire drinkin singin Pick Up Man
Howlin like some blue hounds
Man, I almost hear it now

Boots on the back porch, stompin on
the two-four, little bit of lonely clank
Tires on the chair, Bubba Shot the Jukebox
bendin them guitar strings
Came packin and some old boys
crackin on whatever s in the cooler light
Sure sounds like my kind of Saturday night

Boots on the back porch, stompin on
the two-four, little bit of lonely clank
Tires on the chair, Bubba Shot the Jukebox
bendin them guitar strings
Came 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