hank williams iii – white trash 2 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 –
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 f-ckin’ 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
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