Lyrics Blue Collar Golfer - John Daly

He's a blue collar golfer, from a blue collar town
Doesn't know what he's lost, doesn't know what he's found
People said boy, gotta leave this town
Gonna make it big, gonna make it big, make it big someday

He's not a dreamer, he's a country boy
On his first birthday, he got clubs he called toys
Practiced real hard, in his young life
Played all day, then near through the night

(He's a) He's a blue collar golfer, from a blue collar town
Doesn't know what he's lost, doesn't know what he's found
People said boy (people said boy), you've gotta leave this town
Gonna make it big, gonna make it big, make it big someday (somehow)

When he was six, people said look at that
This young kid's, gotta swing like Jack's
Everyone said, his swing was way too long
Now his life, is like a number one song

(He's a) He's a blue collar golfer, from a blue collar town
Doesn't know what he's lost, doesn't know what he's found
People said boy (people said boy), you've gotta leave this town
Gonna make it big, gonna make it big, make it big someday (somehow)
Gonna make it big, gonna make it big, make it big someday

My children, mean the world to me
It's why I live, so true and so free
Thanks to my true friends, and family
Especially my brother, always standing by me