Pre-Chorus
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

Chorus
I belong to the drinking class
Monday through Friday, man we bust our backs
If you’re one of us, raise your glass
I belong to the drinking class

Verse Two
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

Pre-Chorus
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

Chorus
I belong to the drinking class
Monday through Friday, man we bust our backs
If you’re one of us, raise your glass
I belong to the drinking class

Bridge

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 it
I just want to hear you sing it
Y’all sing it with me

Chorus

We belong to the drinking class
Monday through Friday, man we bust our backs
If you’re one of us, raise your glass
We belong to the drinking class

I belong to the drinking class
Monday through Friday, man we bust our backs
If you’re one of us, raise your glass
I belong to the drinking class

(Chorus)
We had a bottle of silver
And a bottle of sapphire
An Indian blanket
And a beachfront bonfire
We watched the moon
Ship wreck on the water
I don’t remember, a night much hotter

(Verse)
You, were lying on the hood of my car
And I, was strumming on that old guitar
And we, were looking for the northern stars
And midnight played like a drive in scene
You were doing Liz Taylor
I was doing James Dean
And I loved you as much as I could at 18
With sand in your hair and sand in my jeans
It was so right, all night
And the sunset looked like an airbrushed t-shirt
Sold on the street in Panama City
I grabbed the camera and snapped off the picture
You said ‘love, ain’t it a pitty,
Someday this moment will fade away,
Replaced by a photograph’
N.C
Like the way we remember the words to a joke
But forgot how hard it made us laugh

(Chorus)
We had a bottle of silver
And a bottle of sapphire
An Indian blanket
And a beachfront bonfire
We watched the moon
Ship wreck in the distant blue
God I miss that summer
But not as much as I miss you
I miss you