Your Kind Of People - Porter Wagoner

Saw the boy in the mansion on the hill has asked you to become his steady jill

There’ll be parties by the score the wine will flow

But here’s the reason I beg you not to go

Cause they’re not your kind of people your kind of friends

They’ll turn your laughter to teardrops and in the end

You’ll come back to your kind of people torn all apart

So please don’t go baby please don’t go

I haven’t much to offer you it seems a heart of love and a pocketful of dreams

You say I’m only jealous maybe so but here’s the reason I beg you not to go

Cause they’re not your kind of people…