Blue Collar Dollars

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