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