| Up and gone at the break of dawn
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| Got coffee in a thermos
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| Pretty little thing that wears my ring
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| Shes the fire in my furnace
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| Tiptoe in and I kiss the kids
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| Then it’s off to make a living
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| And on my way give a little thanks
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| For the blessings I’ve been given
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| Day in, day out, sun up to sun down
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| I am what I am
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| Just your ordinary, every day, one-woman-lovin', baby-raisin', blue collar,
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| God fearin' man
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| My old man’s the kind of guy
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| Shoots straight as an arrow
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| Talks the talk and walks the walk
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| Even though the road is narrow
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| He’s a bow-your-head, do-what-momma-says
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| Forty hour a week machine
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| A might high mark, but I try hard
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| Not to fall far from the tree
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| Day in, day out, sun up to sun down
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| I am what I am
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| Just your ordinary, every day, one-woman lovin', baby-raisin', blue collar,
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| God fearin' man
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| (Instrumental)
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| No I’m no saint, but I know wrong from right
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| And every day I’m just gonna enjoy my life
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| Day in, day out, sun up to sun down
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| I am what I am (that's for sure)
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| Just your ordinary, every day, one-woman lovin', baby-raisin', blue collar,
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| God fearin' man
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| Every day, baby-raisin', one-woman lovin', blue collar, country and western
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| kinda man
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| Are you ready for the country?
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| (Speaking: They put an edge on that one didn’t they? They played like they were
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| pissed.) |