"blue collar blues" written, composed, arranged, and performed by Northwest Folk/Blues artist Reggie Miles. A self captured live recording, on the street, at Seattle's Pike Place Market, and playing a self-made resonator, built from the repurposed discards of a throw away society. (This video includes captioned lyrics) blue collar blues ©2019 REGGIE MILES all rights reserved It's Friday night, I'm feeling' all right, Another weekend is finally here. I've worked five long days, for this two-day break. I guess I'll have another glass of cheer. Cuz I'm a blue-collar man. I've got a nine to five job. Got a wife and two kids. A regular workaday slob. I'm a blue-collar man, workin' in a white-collar world. I rent a three-bedroom house, with bills that won't quit, And a yard that I need to mow. I drive a '74, 4-door, used oil guzzler with an AM radio. And I ain't gettin' rich, so I can't get ahead. It's a struggle just to keep my poor family fed. I'm a blue-collar man, workin' in a white-collar world. Those white-collar guys use a downsize, To cover their backsides, their bottom-line. Long as their stock values rise, they don’t pay no mind, To the families they send to the welfare line. If I had my way, there'd be some changes made, To help the hard workin' family man. I'd ship the jobs of those bureaucratic, bean countin' geeks, To a third world distant land. And what a sight it would be, to see them standin' behind, Me and my friends in the food bank line. I'm a blue-collar man, workin' in a white-collar world. Those white-collar guys use a downsize, To cover their backsides, their bottom-line. But me and mine, we ain’t got no choice. When you got no money, you got no voice. If I had my way, there'd be some changes made, To help the hard workin' family man. I'd ship the jobs of those bureaucratic, bean countin' geeks, To a third world distant land. I’m a blue-collar man, don’t want your government dole, Just give me back job, and keep your welfare roll. I'm a blue-collar man, workin' in a white-collar world. If those white-collar guys could walk a mile in my shoes, You can bet they'd be singin' these ol' blue-collar blues. I'm a blue-collar man, Yes, I’m a blue-collar man, I'm a blue-collar man, and I'm workin' in a white-collar world.