Blue Collar Symphony Songtext
von Pat McAfee

Get the hell out the way

Grew up where old mills roared, a blue collar symphony
Pops long haul workin, mom′s preaching an epiphany
Bunch of Smartass souls and rivers runnin' with steel
Hustle in our bones, a true Yinzer′s deal
Spent nights at a poker game, small stack grind
Dream so big, change the world on my mind
Earned every penny and appreciate the pay
Was check to check now I'm close to walking away

They say the good die young, and I'm scared I′m great
So I cherish each breath every God blessed day
These boots on the ground, no matter what they say
Yeah we ride on this side, get the hell out the way

Get the hell out the way


Finance, I learned from Robin Hood
Climb up a ladder to the blue faced goods
Then get creative on how to give it back
Maybe make a kick and we′ll stickity stack racks

They say it's crucial to be frugal if you make it make it last
You can Google all the brutal bankrupt stories of the past
But we′re earning and we're learning about the future out here
And we′re yearning to be churnin life into another gear

They say the good die young, and I'm scared I′m great
So I cherish each breath every God blessed day
These boots on the ground, no matter what they say
Yeah we ride, on this side get the hell out the way

Get the hell out the way

They say the good die young, and I'm scared I'm great
So I cherish each breath every God blessed day
These boots on the ground, no matter what they say
Yeah we ride, on this side

They say the good die young, and I′m scared I′m great
So I cherish each breath every God blessed day
These boots on the ground, no matter what they say
Yeah we ride, on this side get the hell out the way


Get the hell out the way