Blue Collar, Red State
I'm gonna take my truck to the lake
And join my family for a little country day
My brother knows a thing or two
About a guitar string
Gonna get there fast and we'll take it slow
'Cause it seems the world is spinning out of control
Turn off the phone
'Cause that's the way that it used to be
So I kick back a bottle of beer and raise my glass
To the flag of the USA
Ain't it good to be here in the land of the brave?
No, I ain't got nothin' to do but pray
That the president can make America great
I'm a blue collar son of a gun
Living in a red state
Red state, white boy, blue collar
I was raised with the value of a dollar
I'm gonna save up all of my green
It's the American dream
I'm not afraid of change
I just think it's strange
And I wanna see my hometown stay the same
I'm a blue collar son of a gun
Living in a red state
When we wind down after the food and booze
We can take to the boat for a sunset cruise
But we gotta steer clear of the boys in blue
You know I got a lot of love for those dudes
But if I get locked up again it's gonna kill the mood
So I'm giving my keys to you and I'll enjoy the view
So I kick back a bottle of beer and raise my glass
To the flag of the USA
Ain't it good to be here in the land of the brave?
No, I ain't got nothin' to do but pray
That the president can make America great
I'm a blue collar son of a gun
Living in a red state
Red state, white boy, blue collar
I was raised with the value of a dollar
I'm gonna save up all of my green
It's the American dream
I'm not afraid of change
I just think it's strange
And I wanna see my hometown stay the same
I'm a blue collar son of a gun
Living in a red state
Red state, white boy, blue collar
I was raised with the value of a dollar
I'm gonna save up all of my green
It's the American dream
I'm not afraid of change
I just think it's strange
And I wanna see my hometown stay the same
I'm a blue collar son of a gun
Living in a red state
Yeah, I'm a blue collar son of a gun
Living in a red state
(Red state, white boy, blue collar)
(I was raised with the value of a dollar)
(I'm gonna save up all of my green)
(It's the American dream)
(I'm not afraid of change)
(I just think it's strange)
(And I wanna see my hometown stay the same)
And join my family for a little country day
My brother knows a thing or two
About a guitar string
Gonna get there fast and we'll take it slow
'Cause it seems the world is spinning out of control
Turn off the phone
'Cause that's the way that it used to be
So I kick back a bottle of beer and raise my glass
To the flag of the USA
Ain't it good to be here in the land of the brave?
No, I ain't got nothin' to do but pray
That the president can make America great
I'm a blue collar son of a gun
Living in a red state
Red state, white boy, blue collar
I was raised with the value of a dollar
I'm gonna save up all of my green
It's the American dream
I'm not afraid of change
I just think it's strange
And I wanna see my hometown stay the same
I'm a blue collar son of a gun
Living in a red state
When we wind down after the food and booze
We can take to the boat for a sunset cruise
But we gotta steer clear of the boys in blue
You know I got a lot of love for those dudes
But if I get locked up again it's gonna kill the mood
So I'm giving my keys to you and I'll enjoy the view
So I kick back a bottle of beer and raise my glass
To the flag of the USA
Ain't it good to be here in the land of the brave?
No, I ain't got nothin' to do but pray
That the president can make America great
I'm a blue collar son of a gun
Living in a red state
Red state, white boy, blue collar
I was raised with the value of a dollar
I'm gonna save up all of my green
It's the American dream
I'm not afraid of change
I just think it's strange
And I wanna see my hometown stay the same
I'm a blue collar son of a gun
Living in a red state
Red state, white boy, blue collar
I was raised with the value of a dollar
I'm gonna save up all of my green
It's the American dream
I'm not afraid of change
I just think it's strange
And I wanna see my hometown stay the same
I'm a blue collar son of a gun
Living in a red state
Yeah, I'm a blue collar son of a gun
Living in a red state
(Red state, white boy, blue collar)
(I was raised with the value of a dollar)
(I'm gonna save up all of my green)
(It's the American dream)
(I'm not afraid of change)
(I just think it's strange)
(And I wanna see my hometown stay the same)
Credits
Writer(s): Corey Mixter
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