White Trash (Part II)
(from the live show)
Well I ain't got much but a little bad luck I like to get drunk in the back of my truck I sip a little shine, I roll me a joint, like good ol' country music that cuts right to the point With my hair kinda wild, my ear to the road all I gotta do is keep on moving along Holes in my boots, tattoos on my back I guess that's why those rich folks call me white trash I raise a lotta chickens, I ride those mules I guess thats why those city folks- they think were kinda fools I like my honky tonkin, my lowered cadillac I guess that's why those rich folks, call me white trash With my hair kinda wild, my ear to the road all I gotta do is keep on moving along Holes in my boots, tattoos on my back I guess that's why those rich folks call me white trash Well it's a hillbilly southern kinda thing Well it's a hillbilly redneck kinda thing Well it's a hillbilly southern kinda thing Well it's a hillbilly redneck kind of thing