Folks Like Us

We're scattered out
On rural routes everywhere
From California to
The Carolines

Flag wavin', Jesus prayin'
Mama lovin', don't care
Redneck, white shirt
Blue jean kind

Folks like us
Like to live a little
Honest, simple
Outside, small town
America
Dream chasin', beer drinkin'
Raise 'em up, if you're thinkin'
This ole' world ain't got enough
Boot wearin', God fearin'
Folks like us

With Folgers in a Thermos
At the door with a brown bag
Steel toes on the go
With the risin' sun

Even when the wind
Ain't at our backs
We don't quit, won't quit
'Till the job gets done

Folks like us
Like to live a little
Honest, simple
Outside, small town
America
Dream chasin', beer drinkin'
Raise 'em up, if you're thinkin'
This ole' world ain't got enough
Boot wearin', God fearin'
Folks like us

Come on, now

We hang out, just a little too much
Hey, the way it is now, ain't the way it was
A whole lot of real and a little less fake
Yeah, I guess that makes

Folks like us
Yeah, folks like us

Folks like us
Like to live a little
Honest, simple
Outside, small town
America
Dream chasin', beer drinkin'
Raise 'em up, if you're thinkin'
This ole' world ain't got enough
Boot wearin', God fearin'
Folks like us
No there just ain't enough
Folks like us



Credits
Writer(s): Neal Coty, Adam Craig, Ash Bowers
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