Blue Blooded Woman
by Alan Jackson
From the album: Here in the Real World
Track 3 of 10 on Here in the Real World (1990).
Duration: 2:13
Lyrics for Blue Blooded Woman
She loves a violin, I love a fiddle We go separate ways but we meet in the middle Don't see eye to eye, but we're hand in hand A blue-blooded woman and a red neck man The lady I love, loves silk and satin She was raised uptown with a silver spoon Well, I was born on a farm just south of Jackson We had an old Ford tractor and a country moon And she loves the violin, I love the fiddle We go separate ways but we meet in the middle Don't see eye to eye, but we're hand in hand A blue-blooded woman and a red neck man She's Saks Fifth Avenue perfection Caviar and dignified Well, I live my life in Walmart fashion And I like my sushi southern fried And she loves the violin, I love a fiddle We go separate ways, but we meet in the middle Don't see eye to eye, but we're hand in hand A blue-blooded woman and a red neck man And she loves the violin, I love the fiddle We go separate ways, but we meet in the middle Don't see eye to eye, but we're hand in hand A blue-blooded woman and a red neck man Well, she's a blue-blooded woman, I'm a red neck man