Ed Hill - Drinking Cla** lyrics

We're up when the rooster crows Clock in when the whistle blows Eight hours ticking slow And then tomorrow we'll do it all over again I'm a member of a blue collar crowd They can never, nah they can't keep us down If you gotta, gotta label me, label me proud I belong to the drinking cla** Monday through Friday, man we bust our backs If you're one of us, raise your gla** I belong to the drinking cla** We laugh, we cry, we love Go hard when the going's tough Push back, come push and shove Knock us down, we'll get back up again and again I'm a member of a good timing crowd We get rowdy, we get wild and loud If you gotta, gotta label me, label me proud I belong to the drinking cla** Monday through Friday, man we bust our backs If you're one of us, raise your gla** I belong to the drinking cla** We all know why we're here A little fun, a little music, a little whiskey, a little beer We're gonna shake off those long week blues Ladies, break out your dancing shoes It don't matter what night it is, it's Friday It's Saturday and Sunday I just want to hear you say I just want to hear you sing it Y'all sing it with me We belong to the drinking cla** Monday through Friday, man we bust our backs If you're one of us, raise your gla** We belong to the drinking cla** Yeah, we belong to the drinking cla** Monday through Friday, man we bust our backs And if you're one of us, raise your gla** We belong to the drinking cla**