Travis Tritt - Blue Collar Man lyrics

I don't like hangin' out with
A high dollar crowd
I ain't no socialite I'm a little too loud
I don't do garden parties sippin' hot tea
Down in some honky tonk
Brother that's the place for me
A hard days livin' is all that I understand
Well I owe my soul to MasterCard
I'm a blue collar man

I bust my bottom every day eight to five
I come home draggin' feelin' barely alive
The kids are screamin'
House is turned upside down
Need a bulldozer just to find my way around
Don't like caviar
We like our soup from a can
Yeah, I keep my life simple
I'm a blue collar man

Don't need computers handlin'
My bank account
Balance my checkbook there's a zero amount
Four-carat diamond's not on my lady's hand
We live a life rich
Folks could never understand
I make my livin' with these
Two hard workin' hands
Won't ever be no millionaire
I'm a blue collar man

Won't ever be no millionaire
I'm a blue collar man

Blue collar, blue collar man
I'm a blue collar man