Blue Collar Man (Long Nights) - Styx

We were just river kids Pickin' up stones like David did Watchin' them long necks break off of Freight Train Bridge We went to church in a Detroit car Our daddies drank draft at the local bar With an achin' back just like old granddad did And we like cold keg beer and fixin' up trucks Old bird dogs and the woman we love Maxwell House steamin' out of a coffee cup We say our prayers, send 'em to the sky Bust our backs, barely getting by Carolina to California, up to Illinois Yeah, there's guys like us Blue collar boys We're the white paint peeling off a picket fence The rust stains covering a Craftsman wrench When the sun's coming up, you can bet we're clocking in Cash our paycheck, two day break, and do it again We like cold keg beer and fixin' up trucks Old bird dogs and the woman we love Maxwell House steamin' out of a coffee cup We say our prayers, send 'em to the sky Bust our backs, barely getting by Carolina to California, up to Illinois Yeah, there's guys like us Blue collar boys We're worn out boots and old Levi's The wind behind the Stars and Stripes And we like cold keg beer and fixin' up trucks Old bird dogs and the woman we love Maxwell House steamin' out of a coffee cup We say our prayers, send 'em to the sky Bust our backs, barely getting by Carolina to California, up to Illinois Yeah, there's guys like us Yeah, there's guys like us Blue collar boys Blue collar boys

I've seen them out at Soco, they're pounding 16 penny nails Truckers on the interstate have been known to ride the rails Sweat is beating on the brow, can't keep these fellas down 'Cause these damned blue-collared tweekers They're runnin' this here town I knew a man who hung drywall, he hung it mighty quick A trip or two to the blue room would help him do the trick His foreman pat him on the back whenever he would come around 'Cause these dammed blue-collar tweekers They're beloved in this here town Now the union boys are there to protect us from all the corporate type While curious George's drug patrol is out here hunting snipe Now they try to tell me different, but you know I ain't no clown 'Cause these damned blue-collar tweekers They're the backbone of this town Now the flame that burns twice as bright, burns only half as long My eyes are growing weary as I finalize this song So sit back and have a cup o' joe and watch the wheels go round 'Cause these damned blue-collar tweekers They have always run this town They run, they run They run They run, they run Yeah-yeah-yeah