Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Blue Collar Man , by - Travis Tritt. Song from the album T-R-O-U-B-L-E, in the genre ПопRelease date: 06.08.1992
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
Blue Collar Man |
| I don’t like hangin' out with a high dollar crowd |
| I ain’t no socialite I’m a little too loud |
| I don’t do garden parties sippin' hot tea |
| Down in some honky tonk |
| Brother that’s the place for me |
| A hard days livin' is all that I understand |
| Well I owe my soul to MasterCard |
| I’m a blue collar man |
| I bust my bottom every day eight to five |
| I come home draggin' feelin' barely alive |
| The kids are screamin', house is turned upside down |
| Need a bulldozer just to find my way around |
| Don’t like caviar, we like our soup from a can |
| Yeah, I keep my life simple |
| I’m a blue collar man |
| Instrumental |
| Don’t need computers handlin' my bank account |
| Balance my checkbook there’s a zero amount |
| Four-carat diamond’s not on my lady’s hand |
| We live a life rich folks could never understand |
| I make my livin' with these two hard workin' hands |
| Won’t ever be no millionaire |
| I’m a blue collar man |
| Won’t ever be no millionaire |
| I’m a blue collar man |
| Blue collar, blue collar man |
| I’m a blue collar man… |