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Luke Combs

Blue Collar Boys

 

Blue Collar Boys

(album: What You See Is What You Get - 2019)


We were just river kids
Picking up stones like David did
Watching them longnecks break off of Freight Train Bridge
We went to church in a Detroit car
Our daddies drank draft at the local bar
With an aching back just like old Granddad did

And we like cold keg beer and fixing up trucks
Old bird dogs and the woman we love
Maxwell House steaming out of a coffee cup
We say our prayers, send 'em to the sky
Bust our backs, barely getting by
Carolina to California up to Illinois
Yeah, there's guys like us
Blue collar boys

We're the white paint peeling off a picket fence
The rust stains covering a Craftsman wrench
When the sun's coming up you can bet we're clocking in
Cash our paycheck, two day break, and do it again

We like cold keg beer and fixing up trucks
Old bird dogs and the woman we love
Maxwell House steaming out of a coffee cup
We say our prayers, send 'em to the sky
Bust our backs, barely getting by
Carolina to California up to Illinois
Yeah, there's guys like us
Blue collar boys

We're worn out boots and old Levi's
The wind behind the stars and stripes

And we like cold keg beer and fixing up trucks
Old bird dogs and the woman we love
Maxwell House steaming out of a coffee cup
We say our prayers, send 'em to the sky
Bust our backs, barely getting by
Carolina to California up to Illinois
Yeah, there's guys like us
Yeah, there's guys like us
Blue collar boys

Blue collar boys

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