[00:00.000] 作词 : Jonathan Hutcherson/Luke Laird/Mark Trussell
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Jonathan Hutcherson/Luke Laird/Mark Trussell
[00:03.729]Yeah
[00:07.935]My papa smoked Marlboros
[00:11.256]For forty years, yeah, keepin' that window down
[00:14.819]He lived by just a few roads
[00:18.186]Stay humble, work hard, make your mama proud
[00:21.596]Had a shoulder you can lean on
[00:24.185]And that wrap-around screened-in porch you could swing on
[00:28.415]If you needed a prayer, he'd always say one
[00:31.638]Head bowed, no doubt, he knew where it all came from
[00:35.408]My kind of people are the ones who go to work, go to the church in the same blue jeans (Yeah)
[00:42.319]My kind of people know how to live what they say, and say what they mean
[00:49.138]Makin' all this money but they know it ain't all about a dollar
[00:54.707]Thеre ought to be a sign when you roll up
[00:57.722]Wеlcome to the home of the red letter, white picket, blue collar (Yeah, come on)
[01:05.849]The red letter, white picket, blue collar
[01:10.087]My mama did a lot with the little
[01:12.641]She always had an extra spot at the table
[01:16.465]And my daddy was a man of few words
[01:19.371]When he talked, there was always a lesson learned
[01:22.486]He said to keep the oil changed to keep the truck rollin'
[01:26.403]And you can tell the tree by the fruit it's growin'
[01:30.342]My kind of people are the ones who go to work, go to the church in the same blue jeans (Yeah)
[01:36.956]My kind of people know how to live what they say, and say what they mean
[01:44.081]Makin' all this money but they know it ain't all about a dollar
[01:49.607]There ought to be a sign when you roll up
[01:52.889]Welcome to the home of the red letter, white picket, blue collar (Alright, come on)
[02:00.765]The red letter, white picket, blue collar
[02:04.418]
[02:10.924]When I feel like I'm losin' my mind
[02:14.162]And my heart needs a place to unwind
[02:17.707]I just go in at I-65 (Yeah)
[02:20.947]Yeah, those are my kind, those are my kind, yeah
[02:25.215]My kind of people are the ones who go to work, go to the church in the same blue jeans (Yeah)
[02:32.050]My kind of people know how to live what they say, and say what they mean
[02:38.880]Makin' all this money but they know it ain't all about a dollar
[02:44.441]There ought to be a sign when you roll up
[02:47.142]Welcome to the home of the red letter, white picket, blue collar (Alright, come on)
[02:55.880]The red letter, white picket, blue collar

作词 : Jonathan Hutcherson/Luke Laird/Mark Trussell
作曲 : Jonathan Hutcherson/Luke Laird/Mark Trussell
Yeah
My papa smoked Marlboros
For forty years, yeah, keepin' that window down
He lived by just a few roads
Stay humble, work hard, make your mama proud
Had a shoulder you can lean on
And that wrap-around screened-in porch you could swing on
If you needed a prayer, he'd always say one
Head bowed, no doubt, he knew where it all came from
My kind of people are the ones who go to work, go to the church in the same blue jeans (Yeah)
My kind of people know how to live what they say, and say what they mean
Makin' all this money but they know it ain't all about a dollar
Thеre ought to be a sign when you roll up
Wеlcome to the home of the red letter, white picket, blue collar (Yeah, come on)
The red letter, white picket, blue collar
My mama did a lot with the little
She always had an extra spot at the table
And my daddy was a man of few words
When he talked, there was always a lesson learned
He said to keep the oil changed to keep the truck rollin'
And you can tell the tree by the fruit it's growin'
My kind of people are the ones who go to work, go to the church in the same blue jeans (Yeah)
My kind of people know how to live what they say, and say what they mean
Makin' all this money but they know it ain't all about a dollar
There ought to be a sign when you roll up
Welcome to the home of the red letter, white picket, blue collar (Alright, come on)
The red letter, white picket, blue collar
When I feel like I'm losin' my mind
And my heart needs a place to unwind
I just go in at I-65 (Yeah)
Yeah, those are my kind, those are my kind, yeah
My kind of people are the ones who go to work, go to the church in the same blue jeans (Yeah)
My kind of people know how to live what they say, and say what they mean
Makin' all this money but they know it ain't all about a dollar
There ought to be a sign when you roll up
Welcome to the home of the red letter, white picket, blue collar (Alright, come on)
The red letter, white picket, blue collar