Lyrics Blue Collar Town - Creed Fisher

Blue Collar Town

Up in the morning, drinkin' the coffee
Gettin' my mind right for what lies ahead
Workin' all day for my wife and my young’uns
Running on empty, got bills I can’t pay
But I still got Jesus, Haggard and Jones
Food on the table, a place I call home
Two hands to work for what I need until that sun goes down
I don’t need your handout round here in this Blue Collar Town
I grew up on Waylon and old John Wayne movies
Raised on the Good Book, the Red, White &Blue
We all stood up for the pledge of allegiance
We put our hand on our heart every morning at school
We still had Jesus, Haggard and Jones
Food on the table, a place we call home
Two hands to work for what we need until that sun goes down
We don’t need your handout round here in this Blue Collar Town
This world’s gone to hell, it’s been turned upside down
But here the Flag flies for Freedom, not burned to the ground
And we still got Jesus, Haggard and Jones
Food on the table, a place we call home
Two hands to work for what we need until that sun goes down
Don’t need your handout round here in this Blue Collar Town
We don’t need your handout round here in this Blue Collar Town