We’re up when the rooster crows
Clock in when the whistle blows
Eight hours tickin’ slow
And then, tomorrow, we’ll do it all again.
I’m a member of a blue collared crowd
They can never, naw they can’t keep us down.
If you gotta, gotta label me,
Label me “Proud”
I belong to the drinking class.
Monday through Friday man,
We bust our backs,
So, if you’re one of us
Raise your glass!
I belong to the drinking class.
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 class.
Monday through Friday man,
We bust our backs,
So, if you’re one of us
Raise your glass!
I belong to the drinking class.
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, it’s Sunday
I just wanna hear you say it,
I just wanna hear you say it,
Just sing it with me:
We belong to the drinking class.
Monday through Friday man,
We bust our backs,
So, if you’re one of us
Raise your glass!
We belong to the drinking class.
We belong to the drinking class.
Monday through Friday man,
We bust our backs,
So, if you’re one of us
Raise your glass!
We belong to the drinking class.