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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
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