Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Kinda Livin’, artist - Hardy.
Date of issue: 12.09.2019
Song language: English
My Kinda Livin’ |
Take me down where the beer is cold |
The fish get fried and the fireflies glow |
Roll me down an old outta town road |
Show me where the river runs |
I need a break from the loud and the mad |
And the fast interstates and a big town |
I’m just a down-homesick, tryna-make-a-buck boy |
Lookin' for a little slow down |
Need to trade a skyscraper for a silo |
Couple stop lights, only three or four or five-oh |
Need to hear a little «ma'am» after «no» |
And pump before you pay at the Texaco |
Take me down where the beer is cold |
The fish get fried and the fireflies glow |
Roll me down an old outta town road |
Show me where the river runs |
Somewhere the dirt’ll stain your boot soles |
Red like the words I was raised up on |
Back porch at night, singin' with the crickets |
That kinda life is my kinda livin', yeah |
Yeah, that kinda life is my kinda livin' |
Yeah, that kinda life is my kinda livin' |
Yeah, I’ve been throwin' windshield waves |
At strangers in the other lane, but they never wave back |
It’s all «y'all» and «yonder» rollin' off my lips |
I need a trip where people still say that |
Less busy, more laid back |
Take me down where the beer is cold |
The fish get fried and the fireflies glow |
Roll me down an old outta town road |
Show me where the river runs |
Somewhere the dirt’ll stain your boot soles |
Red like the words I was raised up on |
Mason jar lightnin', cast iron skillets |
That kinda life is my kinda livin' |
Yeah, that kinda life is my kinda livin' |
Yeah, that kinda life is my kinda livin' |
If I ain’t built a house on a hill out there |
By the time I take my last breath |
Put me in a pine box, say a little prayer |
And fulfill my last request (Take me down) |
Take me down where the beer is cold |
The fish get fried and the fireflies glow (The fireflies glow) |
Roll me down an old outta town road |
Show me where the river runs (Where the river runs) |
Somewhere the dirt’ll stain your boot soles (Hey) |
Red like the words I was raised up on |
Leave my headstone with one thing written |
That kinda life is my kinda livin', yeah |
Yeah, that kinda life is my kinda livin' |
Yeah, that kinda life is my kinda livin', mmm |