Blue collar roots

[verse 1]
He grew up on the wrong side of town,
Someone's always trying to put you down,
Grandpa taught him about right and wrong,
He's passed it down to his daughter's and son's,
Work hard everyday doing what you gotta,
Just to get by and earn yourself a  dollar,
A good name is hard to keep,
But a bad one comes with ease,
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He knows there ain't no limit, 
To this time that we're given,
So make as many, memories as you can, 
After all that's, all you'll have in the end,
Working with your dad or grandpa 
Fixing things or just mowing the yard,
Sitting down for a cuppa, or a beer or two,
Be Proud to have these, blue collar roots,
[Verse 2]
People think that they're a little rough,
Or that they're doing it just a little tough,
Judging you by the clothes you wear,
By your home or the car you drive,
It's bricks and mortar, or a piece of steel,
He thinks to himself what is the big deal,
You do what you have to do to survive,
Why do people even have to care,
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[Bridge]
He sits down to a cooked meal at night,
So I guess that they're doing alright,
When he talks to you about his past,
They're the kind of memories that last,
Now there's, more important things than, 
Having a lots of money in the Bank,
And he'll say it proudly 
He loves.... this family.....
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[Spoken word]
Now he'll say it proudly 
He loves this family.

Pedal steel guitar, fiddle, guitars, drums, piano, male vocals