Blue Collar Lyrics - 20th Century Masters - Bachman - Turner Overdrive

Walk your street 

And I'll walk mine 

And should we meet 

Would you spare me some time? 

'Cause you should see my world, meet my kind 

Before you judge our minds 

Blue collar 

Sleep your sleep 

I'm awake and alive 

I keep late hours 

You're nine to five 

So I would like you know I need the quiet hours 

To create in this world of mine 

Blue collar 

I'd like you to know at four in the morning 

Things are coming mine 

All I've seen, all I've done 

And those I hope to find 

I'd like to remind you at four in the morning, my world is very still 

The air is fresh under diamond skies 

Makes me glad to be alive 

You keep that beat 

And I keep time 

Your restless face 

Is no longer mine 

I rest my feet while the world's in heat 

And I wish that you could do the same 

Blue collar 

Ah, blue collar