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White Trash Lyricsby Hank Williams Sr. Buy album CD: Other Songs 5 - Y 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
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