Four little Queens

(Verse 1) Sun ain’t up but I’m hittin’ the road, Lunch pail packed, heavy work‑day load. But when I get home and drop those keys, Four little queens come runnin’ to me. Each one different, each one mine, And they turn this busted‑knuckle life divine. (Chorus) I’m a blue‑collar girl dad with four little queens, Runnin’ my heart like a backwoods dream. From princess crowns to muddy jeans, They turn my rough days into sweet routines. Yeah, I’m tough as the steel that I haul and stack, But they’re the reason I never look back. I’m a blue‑collar girl dad with four little queens. (Verse 2) My oldest is artistic, sees the world in paint, Draws me strong even when I ain’t. Second’s got fire, she’s a wildfire spark, Got a temper like thunder but a laugh like a lark. Third one’s spoiled, knows just what to say, Batting those lashes to get her way. And the baby? Lord, she’s adorable as can be, One little smile and she owns me. (Chorus) I’m a blue‑collar girl dad with four little queens, Runnin’ my heart like a backwoods dream. From princess crowns to muddy jeans, They turn my rough days into sweet routines. Yeah, I’m tough as the steel that I haul and stack, But they’re the reason I never look back. I’m a blue‑collar girl dad with four little queens. (Bridge) One day they’ll grow up, chase their own skies, But I’ll still see pigtails and big brown eyes. And no matter how far their dreams may roam, They’ll always have a king waitin’ back home. (Final Chorus) I’m a blue‑collar girl dad with four little queens, Livin’ a life that’s better than it seems. They changed my world with their tiny hands, Turned a working man to a better man. Yeah, I’m tough as the steel that I haul and stack, But they’re the beat in my chest — My four little queens.