Blue collar blues
Only in love with you
Could I ever afford your dues?
If only I knew
Have you ever held a tool?
I can surely teach you
Come with me to this school
I can give you a good review
Would you take my hand?
Could you ever love me true?
Please make me understand
It's only your love I wanna pursue
Can you get used to the filth?
When I loyally return home
It's only you I want to be with
I have no reason to roam
My boots might be muddy
They've been busy all day
Try not to over-study
Please, just already stay
Blue collar blues
Only in love with you
Could I ever afford your dues?
If only I knew
When I got home not only were my boots muddy, but I stunk worse than a sewer. My lady welcomed me, pitied me and tried to power me up some what. I am still with her today. I seems to me that this is the ‘love' your poem is talking about.
"My boots might be muddy // They've been busy all day'. This reminds me of years ago when I was riding home on my bicycle, a skunk ran under the crank of the bike. I wanted no art of this, but the skunk did not see it that way, He hit me with a full blast.
So beautifully inked. Loved the concept and your unique style of expression. Thanks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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