I was born, sure we were poor Old clothes from the second-hand store I was born, raised on mac and cheese With those hand-me-down clothes and those We were born with a bottle in our hand Raised to be blue-collared men We were born with a bottle in our hand Raised to be blue-collared men And I was told there's no money for that Had to wear the hand-me-down starter cap And I was told there's no money for that Watch him play hockey from the corner of the shaft We were born with a bottle in our hand Raised to be blue-collared men We were born with a bottle in our hand Raised to be blue-collared men We were born with a bottle in our hand Raised to be blue-collared men We were born with a bottle in our hand Raised to be blue-collared men We were born with a bottle in our hand Raised to be blue-collared men We were born with a bottle in our hand Raised to be blue-collared men