I look around and all I see
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Are people just like you and me
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They smile and wave and don't complain
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Earn each dollar that they make
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Some punch the clock with overtime
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Sneak in to kiss their kids goodnight
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Others work a long hard day
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And still make time for PTA
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When we get tired, we get tough
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But that's the way that we grew up
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[Chorus]
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You bet I'm proud that my father
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Is a working man who wears a blue collar
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I was taught to work hard, play hard, but pray harder
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Life ain't about the get there quick
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You gotta build it brick by brick
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I'm thankful that my mom and dad
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Loved with everything they had
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But let me make my own mistakes
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That's the biggest gift they could have gave
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There's something to be said about
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Scraping knees and falling down
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Gettin' right back up again
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And giving all you have to give
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I learned to walk by watching them
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That made me who I am
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[Repeat Chorus]
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A swift trip up on an easy ride
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Leaves you with nothing but a long slide down
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[Chorus]
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You bet I'm proud that my father
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Is a working man who wears a blue collar
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I was taught to work hard, play hard, love hard but pray harder
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Life ain't about the get there quick
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You gotta build it brick by brick
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Brick by brick, yeah
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Brick By Brick
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| Danielle Peck |
