Hank Williams III – White Trash

Lyrics White Trash – Hank Williams III

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

Written by: MARC WILLIAMS, PAUL FLETCHER, PATRICK STURROCK
Lyrics © EXTREME GROUP HOLDINGS LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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