Introduction:
“Blue Blooded Woman,” released in 1989, was Alan Jackson’s debut single from his album Here in the Real World. The song was co-written by Jackson alongside Roger Murrah and produced by Keith Stegall. Though it did not become a major commercial success—peaking at No. 45 on the Billboard Hot Country Singles chart—the song helped establish Jackson’s presence in the country music scene. It set the tone for his career by blending traditional country sounds with contemporary influences, a hallmark of his later works.
The song’s narrative explores the contrasts between a “blue-blooded” woman, representing sophistication and high society, and a “redneck” man, grounded in rural, working-class life. The theme of mismatched love that transcends social barriers resonates throughout the track, emphasizing Jackson’s flair for storytelling that would become a defining feature of his music.
Despite its modest chart performance, “Blue Blooded Woman” became a fan favorite and laid the foundation for Jackson’s later hits, such as “Chasin’ That Neon Rainbow” and “Don’t Rock the Jukebox.” The song also marks the beginning of Jackson’s partnership with Stegall, who would go on to produce many of his biggest hits.
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Lyrics:
“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 redneck manThe 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 moonShe 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 redneck manShe’s Saks Fifth Avenue perfection
Caviar and dignified
Well, I live my life in Wal Mart fashion
And I like my sushi southern friedShe 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 redneck manShe 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 redneck manShe’s a blue blooded woman, I’m a redneck man…