White Trash Lyrics

Yeah boy, that's right.

Well I was raised in a holler
I grew up eatin' mud
and my baby bottle
it was filled with beer and blood

Well I got relatives here
they just don't look quite right

A couple of 'em only got one eye
that I heard that they lost in a fight

You know why
You got any idea, boy
Do you know why

It's white trash
It's white trash
It's white trash
It's white trash

My daddy - he started beatin' me
around the tender age of five
He said "You gotta be tough -Hank Williams Sr. - White Trash - http://motolyrics.com/hank-williams-sr/white-trash-lyrics.html
if you're ever gonna get out of this world alive"

He used to beat my momma

and spit in my face
and laugh at the world
'cause it was such a fuckin' disgrace

Do you know why
Do you know why
I'll tell you why

White trash
White trash

Stand up
Be a good man
Do as I say boy
Put this beer in your hand

White trash -
I'm white trash
I'm white trash
I'm white trash