Lyrics

Blue-Collar Man

I'm a blue-collar man
In a white-collar world
And I can't buy her love
With diamonds and pearls
I can barely get by
But I'll---give it a whirl
If this blue-collar man
Has his blue-collar girl

My blue-collar girl
She could have so much more
In the---white-collar world
She lived in before
But she chose my Chevy pickup truck
And we're---not exactly poor
But thank God she's working part time
Down at the Dollar Store

(Chorus)
A blue-collar man
Must fight for what he's got
And he can't go pretending
To be what he is not
Your collar might be white
But don't ever put me down
Or ever make me feel
Like a---blue-collar clown
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Our house is on a dead end street
And on the wrong side of the tracks
And I wonder if she looks around
And longs for what she lacks
But she says she has the world
In the palm of her hand
If this---blue-collar girl
Has her blue-collar man

(chorus)
A blue-collar man
Must fight for what he's got
And he can't go pretending
To be what he is not
Your collar might be white
But don't ever put me down
Or ever make me feel
Like a---blue-collar clown


I warned you once
I'm not gonna warn you twice
You white-collar clown


I'm a blue-collar man
In a---white-collar world
And I can't buy her love
With---diamonds and pearls
I can barely get by
But I'll---give it a whirl
If this blue-collar man
Has his---blue-collar girl
If this blue-collar man
Has his blue-collar girl