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Daddy fought fires in our small town,|40 years risking his life|And mama she worried every night|Grand daddy worked every job in that factory|Yeah, a lot of work for a little pay,|But he held his head high everyday|Said son this country,|Was built on hard work and faith||Here's to the rough necks, the teachers|The truckers on the long haul,|The farmers sweating in the sun,|Getting it done,|Yeah, here's to you all.||Bartenders, and nurses,|Assembly workers on the line|How bout a holler for the blue collared men and women working over time|Hey thank you for doing all you do|Cheers to you||We lay the tracks for our trains and fix the highways,|Yeah you teach our kids how to read and write,|You keep our little town safe at night,|You build us our cars, and keep em running|You wear steel dagger star|You're the heart and backbone|Of this small & free country,|Built on handwork and faith||Here's to the rough necks, the teachers|The truckers on the long haul,|The farmers sweating in the sun, getting it done,|Yeah, here's to you all.||Bartenders, and nurses,|Assembly workers on the line|How bout a holler for the blue collared men and women working over time|Hey thank you for doing all you do|Cheers to you||[Guitar Solo]||Here's to the rough necks, the teachers|The truckers on the long haul,|The farmers sweating in the sun,|Getting it done,|Yeah, here's to you all.||Bartenders, and nurses,|Assembly workers on the line|How bout a holler for the blue collared men and women working over time|Hey thank you for doing all you do|Yeah this ones for you and all you do|Ohh yeah|Cheers to you|Cheers to you|