Blue Collar Boys

Well I'm po boy proud
I like to get loud
I run with a redneck rough and rowdy crowd
You got your friends, i got mine
Yeah and I get by by workin in the sun
Picking guitar grocery shopping with a gun
Use a scrub if you ain't drug a buck up in a four wheel drive
We don't need no caviar and high dollar wine
We got cornbread, sweet tea, and briar patch moon shine
We all know how to have a damn good time

We gonna turn it on, crank it up
Pass round the crown in a dixie cup
Get back in the pines and lose our mine
And turn it loose and get it right
We're all about a down south saturday night
And we're workin hard at makin noise... blue collar boys.

Best get out my way first day from off shore
Cuz I'ma ride around I'm gonna ride some more
And i'll be pumpin bocephus out the speakers in my four by four
Call up my country queen, my dixieland delight
With cutoffs on her caboose, a cheetah fi tight(?)
Nicknamed a quarter mile cuz she's out of sight
Yeah I get so high when she's by my side
Feel like I'm floating through the air like Clad D' Glag
Got on my boobs and spark cos no one heard she's gon' lick me round

We gonna turn it on, crank it up
Pass round the crown in a dixie cup
Get back in the pines and lose our mine
And turn it loose and get it right
We're all about a down south saturday night
And we're workin hard at makin noise... blue collar boys

Yankee slicker from up in new york
Down on music row trying to tell me how to be a country boy
Excuse me sir but have you lost your mind
Take your shiny shoes and your suit and tie
And tote your ass back north of the mason dixon line
And dont forget your pen cuz i ain't gonna sign

We gonna turn it on, crank it up
Pass round the crown in a dixie cup
Get back in the pines and lose our mine
And turn it loose and get it right
We're all about a down south saturday night
And we're workin hard at makin noise... blue collar boy
Blue collar boys