Blue Collar Dollars Songtext
von Granger Smith

Cuttin′ hay in a nowhere town
Sun up to sundown
Makin' that summertime money
Damn, it was hot as hell
Stackin′ it bale by bale
Come quittin' time
Man, I was runnin'
Little sweat on my shirt
Little sun on my burn
Little hard in that work
But it was worth it
Cause it put gas in the tank
Put a little smoke in that tray
Put a little feel good in our crazy
Put a little fifth on ice
Put a little in her eye
Sure bought a lotta time with my baby
Got us out on the edge of town, she′d light me up and I′d laid her down
Those nights got hotter
Spending those blue collar dollars


That dusty red clay
Was on my boots and my face
Still I showed up every day
Prayed for Friday
Puttin' that pedal to the floor
Pickin′ her up at the door
Cashin' that check at the store
And we were gone
Cause it put gas in the tank
Put a little smoke in that tray
Put a little feel good in our crazy
Put a little fifth on ice
Put a little in her eye
Sure bought a lotta time with my baby
Got us out on the edge of town, she′d light me up and I'd laid her down
Those nights got hotter
Spending those blue collar dollars
Those blue collar dollars
Little sweat on my shirt
Little sun on my burn
Little hard in that work
But it was all worth it
Cause it put gas in that tank
Put a little smoke in that tray
Put a little feel good in our crazy
Put a little fifth on ice
Put a little in her eye
Sure bought a lotta time with my baby
Got us out on the edge of town, she′d light me up and I'd laid her down
Those nights got hotter
Spending those blue collar dollars
Those blue collar dollars
Those blue collar dollars