Red, White & Blue Collar

(альбом: Baptized In Bourbon - 2017)

I was forged from the blood sweat and tears from my dad
Just like his dad and my grandaddy, and his before that
And we answered to the call when Uncle Sam cried
And you know that we always stand and fight for what is right
And we still sing Amazing Grace
At the Baptist church down the street from where I was raised
And I love to see the pride in every small town I go
And to see our flag flying high fills me with hope

I work my fingers to the bone
For my country, for my family, for my home
Now you may not understand but I don't give a damn
'Cause I know I'm a red, white and blue collar soul
Red, white and blue collar
I'm a red, white and blue collar soul, yeah

[?] still full of bills to pay
Every drop of blood was a buck I made
Red, white, blue collar
Worked my ass off to make a dollar
Never owned a suit, never had a tie
My grandad said it was all about pride
Leather hands, farmer tan
If you don't understand I don't give a damn
Pouring through the hot tar, working the rooftops
18 wheelers pile at truck stops
[?] in the oil field count the sweat drops
Run the dogs till the goddamn clock stops

I work my fingers to the bone
For my country, for my family, for my home
Now you may not understand but I don't give a damn
'Cause I know I'm a red, white and blue collar soul
Red, white and blue collar
'Cause I know I'm a red, white and blue collar soul, yeah

I got families in farms, I got family in the military
I got family turning wrenches
They work until that clock stops, we're all red, white and blue collars
We're the red, white and blue collar souls

I work my fingers to the bone
For my country, for my family, for my home
Now you may not understand but I don't give a damn
'Cause I know I'm a red, white and blue collar soul
Red, white and blue collar
'Cause I know I'm a red, white and blue collar soul, yeah