Travis Tritt Blue Collar Man
Written by: Travis Tritt & Gary Rossington
Album:T-R-O-U-B-L-E
Submitted by: RoC

A7
I don't like hangin' out with a high dollar crowd
I ain't no socialite I'm a little too loud
I don't do garden parties sippin' hot tea
Down in some honky tonk, brother
That's the place for me 

D7                               A7
A hard days livin' is all that I understand
            E7 
Well, I owe my soul to MasterCard

D7
I'm a blue collar man 

A7
I bust my bottom every day eight to five
I come home draggin' feelin' barely alive
The kids are screamin', house is turned upside down
Need a bulldozer just to find my way around 

D7                                        A7
Don't like caviar, we like our soup from a can
     E7
Yeah, I keep my life simple
D7
I'm a blue collar man 

A7
Don't need computers handlin' my bank account
Balance my checkbook there's a zero amount
Four-carat diamond's not on my lady's hand
We live a life rich folks could never understand 

D7                                         A7
I make my livin' with these two hard workin' hands
      E7
Won't ever be no millionaire

D7
I'm a blue collar man 


Ending
      E7
Won't ever be no millionaire
D7
I'm a blue collar man
A7
blue collar, blue collar man

I'm a blue collar man