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 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
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 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 Explain Request ×
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