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Trey Lewis

Blue Collar Prayers

 

Blue Collar Prayers

(album: Shut The Door - 2021)


Lord knows I ain't the kind to turn the other cheek
I don't always behave like the man I wanna be
I'll say for what it's worth
I got more than I deserve

I got a slow ride on a two-lane highway
A little whiskey in my cup
I got fried chicken at the church on Sundays
I'm waking up with the one I love
I got a patch of dirt I can work like my daddy did
A stock tank with a bank that I can fish
A long list of things I thank Him for
What every good old boy is praying for
I throw 'em up, throw 'em up, throw 'em up in the air
Yeah, blue-collar prayers

I may never own a big ol' mansion in Malibu
Or be a member of a country club with a million-dollar view
But if you saw what I'm looking at
I wouldn't trade it for none of that

I got a slow ride on a two-lane highway
A little whiskey in my cup
I got fried chicken at the church on Sundays
I'm waking up with the one I love
I got a patch of dirt I can work like my daddy did
A stock tank with a bank that I can fish
A long list of things I thank Him for
What every good old boy is praying for
I throw 'em up, throw 'em up, throw 'em up in the air
Yeah, blue-collar prayers

(Throw 'em up, throw 'em up, throw 'em up in the air)

A slow ride on a two-lane highway
A little whiskey in my cup
I got fried chicken at the church every Sunday
I'm waking up with the one I love
I got a slow ride on a two-lane highway
A little whiskey in my cup
I got fried chicken at the church on Sundays
I'm waking up with the one I love
I got a patch of dirt I can work like my daddy did
A stock tank with a bank that I can fish
A long list of things I thank Him for
What every good old boy is praying for
I throw 'em up, throw 'em up, throw 'em up in the air
Yeah, blue-collar prayers

(Throw 'em up, throw 'em up, throw 'em up in the air)
Yeah, blue-collar prayers
(Throw 'em up, throw 'em up, throw 'em up in the air)
Yeah, blue-collar prayers
(Throw 'em up, throw 'em up, throw 'em up in the air)

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