"My Kind Of Song" Lyrics

Stuck in traffic on my way to town

The music's playing but it's way

Down

It's awful pretty but it don't say

A thing to me

The singer doesn't know the

Working man blues

And wants to sound like he was

Born to lose

But all I hear is a poem and a

Melody

(chorus:)

My kind of song sings about the

Facts of life

I want words of wisdom

I don't care how they rhyme

If it's got the heart to tell the

Truth

I'll sing along

Call it what you want

But that's my kind of song

My heroes talked about the real

Things

Johnny walker versus king james

The price of cheatin' or the cost

Of a happy home

They made music that could make

Me feel

Tears of laughter to ice cold

Chills

So don't water down what I've

Been raised up on

(repeat chorus twice)

I'm talking strait to jones

Yeah, that's my kind of song