Lyrics:

Well I was driving down on Highway 99
Lookin' out my window when something caught my eye
There was farmers plowin and cotton grow
And corn poppin all along the road
And I think I like what I see

Now I travelled all around these 50 states
And there've been so many good people I've met along the way
And they're workin' hard and they love the Lord
And they know what they're workin' for
And I think I love who I meet
This is my kind of country

Now we're up in the morning with a coffee pot
Off to work to a dead end job
But you won't hear us sing the blues
Come Friday at 5 well we all get paid
Now we're off to the lake on Saturday
Time to light up my barbecue

If you feel like me
Let me hear you say
Hey, if you feel like me
If you feel like me
Let me hear you say
Hey, this is my kind of country

Bye bye bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry
Couple good old boys drinking home made shine
Now we're headed to the lake for some overtime
Tom Petty on the iPod, I can't go wrong
And AC/DC shook me all night long
The Free Bird is still my favorite song
Singing Sweet Home California all summer long

When the sun goes down we know what to do
We gonna light up the sky red white and blue
And I think I'm proud to be free
Grand daddy fought in the war of 45
Well he jumped out of a plane behind enemy lines
And they were scared as hell but they won the war
And them soliders knew what they were fighting for
And I think I'm proud to be free
This is my kind of country

Now we're up in the morning with a coffee pot
Off to work to a dead end job
But you won't hear us sing the blues
Come Friday at 5 well we all get paid
Now we're off to the lake on Saturday
Time to light up my barbecue

If you feel like me
Let me hear you say
Hey, if you feel like me
If you feel like me
Let me hear you say
Hey, this is my kind of country

I drifted in a waffle house when I went south
Never had an organ apple til they put it in my mouth
Mud boggin in Texas, brisket [?]
Some apple pie shine from boot leg kevin
John on the dairy still coping the can
It's tomato season so you won't see Dan
Little coal on the gator, tear it up again
Blue collar built proud american
I'm on a pontoon boat, Lake Normand again
Dam fishin' derby got me up early again
Little Rony got pipes on his Chevy again
And you can bet this is my kind of country man
It's fair time and they're packing it in
Everybody got a slurp before the Jack or gin
Take a drive on the 5 yeah I like what I see
I guess you could say this is my kind of country

Now we're up in the morning with a coffee pot
Off to work to a dead end job
But you won't hear us sing the blues
Come Friday at 5 well we all get paid
Now we're off to the lake on Saturday
Time to light up my barbecue

If you feel like me
Let me hear you say
Hey, if you feel like me
If you feel like me
Let me hear you say
Hey, this is my kind of country