Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brandon Bing
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandon Bing
Songwriter
Geoff Hamm
Songwriter
Lyrics
98 degrees roastin’ in the summer sun
Redneck collar boy, girls you better get you one
Hard work, callused hands
He’s in his element
He’s the baddest son’ bitch
That’s his testament
On the farm
All day long
‘Til the moon shines
Monday, Thursday
He’s up early working 5 to 9
But when Friday rolls around
Pickup loaded up
Ready to throw it down
Blue collar swaller
Rednecks, roughnecks
Spending weekly paychecks
Cash down, whiskey’d up
Drinking grain in dixie cups
Out here in the hollers
Spending hard earned dollars
Ooooh
Blue collar swaller
Daisy dukes and buckle bunnies
Near a honey hole
By God
Her and her friends drinking whiskey
Getting ready to go
She’s ‘bout to show up and
Burn it down
She’s the baddest girl around
This entire town
Blue collar swaller
Rednecks, roughnecks
Spending weekly paychecks
Cash down, whiskeyd’ up
Drinking grain in dixie cups
Out here in the hollers
Spending hard earned dollars
Ooooh
Blue collar swaller
Now we got them speakers up
Getting in the stash
Smoking backwoods cigarettes and Bangtail down the hatch
Rednecks, roughnecks
Spending weekly paychecks
Cash down, whiskey up
Grain in my damn dixie cups
Out here in the hollers
Spending hard earned dollars
Ooooh
Blue collar swaller
Written by: Brandon Bing, Geoff Hamm