Dan (Single Version)

Well, he'd rather be pushing up daisies than

Working for the man

There's just somethin' 'bout the way he don't

Give a damn

Well, six comes early

When he's up till five

He's never in a hurry, he's livin' on borrowed time

There's dirt on his boots

And mud on his tires

He's got an old Silverado

It's pushing half a million country miles

Amphetamine

Nicotine

Sunday, praying in blue jeans

I said, "It's all part of his routine"

It's all part of his plan

It ain't much of a new thing

He's just a blue-collar everyday man

I'm talkin' 'bout Dan

He grows smoke in the back forty

On family land

You're gonna wanna be on the good side

Of his mean right hand

Mornings are blurry

'Cause he's up all night

He's never in a hurry

He's livin' off his own time

There's tread on the road

And none on his tires

He's got an old Silverado

It's pushing half a million country miles

Amphetamine

Nicotine

Sunday, praying in blue jeans

I said, "It's all part of his routine"

It's all part of his plan

It ain't much of a new thing

He's just a blue-collar everyday man

I'm talkin' 'bout Dan

Now he likes the ol' time, rock 'n' roll

A bass drum beat that's beating just way down low

He's got long hair and a worn-out grin

And he's always got a Marlboro Red hanging there above his chin

Some call him crazy

Some don't at all

But when it comes to the party

Now he's first person anyone calls for

Amphetamine

Nicotine

Burning midnight oil like caffeine

Up all night in his blue jeans

Then it's Sunday, praying in the same thing

I said, "It's all part of his routine"

It's all part of his plan

It ain't much of a new thing

He's just a blue-collar everyday man

I'm talkin' 'bout Dan

Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout Dan