Blue Collar – Bachman Turner Overdrive – letras

Walk your streetAnd I’ll walk mineAnd should we meetWould you spare me some time?Cuz you should see my world ,Meet my kind, and before you judge our mindsBlue collarSleep your sleepI’m awake and aliveI keep late hoursYou’re nine to fiveSo I would like you to knowI need the quiet hours to create in this world of mineBlue collarI’d like you to know at four in the morning, things are comin’ to mindAll I see, all I’ve done, and those I hope to findI’d like to remind you at four in the morning my world is very stillThe air is fresh under diamond skies, makes me glad to be aliveYou keep that beatAnd I keep mineYour restless faceIs no longer mineI rest my feet while this world’s in heat and I wish that you cd do the sameBlue collar