They like ice cold beer and smokeless tobacco
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And dancin' on a Saturday night
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Church on Sunday mornin' and talkin' to Jesus
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There's some that say that that ain't right
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I know for certain that nobody's perfect
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And they don't pretend to be
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I like those people
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And they like me
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Well, they may roll the dice
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But ain't life a gamble
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And you may think that that's all wrong
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They take what they're given
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Hard work and hard livin'
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Right out of some old country song
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Jokes that they tell you
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Might be off color
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But sometimes that's just what you need
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I like those people
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And they like me
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They don't kick you when you're down
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Judge you when you make a mistake
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They're the first to come around
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Help you at whatever it takes
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They're the salt of the earth
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Honest as rain
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A light when your world turns dark
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And if it falls on your shoulders
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And you need to hide out
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They won't tell a soul where you are
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Yeah, they stick together
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Like birds of a feather
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Treat you like family
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Hey, I like those people
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And they like me
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They don't kick you when you're down
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Judge you when you make a mistake
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They're the first to come around
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Help you at whatever it takes
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Hey, it's ice cold beer, smokeless tobacco
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And dancin' on a Saturday night
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There's church on Sunday mornin'
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And talkin' to Jesus
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There's some that say that that ain't right
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Hey, but I got a feelin'
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God up in Heaven
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Thinks that's the way it should be
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I like these people
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And they like me
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Yeah, I like these people
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And they like me
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They like me...
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I Like Those People
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Montgomery Gentry |