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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Luke Combs
Vocals
Aubrey Haynie
Fiddle
Ben Jordan
Bass
Buddy Leach
Saxophone
Carl Miner
Acoustic Guitar
Dave Cohen
Piano
Doug Frasure
Drums
Gary Morse
Pedal Steel Guitar
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
Jerry Roe
Drums
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass
Jon Conley
Electric Guitar
Scott Moffatt
Electric Guitar
Sol Littlefiled
Electric Guitar
Tim Marks
Bass
Wil Houchens
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Luke Combs
Songwriter
Erik Dylan
Songwriter
Ray Fulcher
Songwriter
Derrick Moody
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Scott Moffatt
Producer
Alex Gilson
Engineer
Andrew Darby
Mastering Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer
Bobbi Giel
Mastering Engineer
Jim Cooley
Mixing Engineer
Luke Armentrout
Mastering Engineer
Megan Peterson
Mastering Engineer
Taylor Chadwick
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
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
Writer(s): Erik Anderson, Ray Fulcher, Luke Combs, Derrick Moody
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