Talkin' White Trash

Broke down truck in the yard

Can't get it runnin' 'cause the times are hard

Backwoods deep in a single wide

Couldn't wash the red from my neck if I tried

'Cause it's in my blood

That red dirt mud, no doubt

And I don't know nothin' 'bout livin' high class

Sittin' on the front porch, talkin' white trash

Grease stained clothes hangin' on a line

Workin' till Mama yells, "Supper time"

Got a stack of bills that I can't pay

Blue-collar till I'm in my grave

'Cause it's in my veins

My family name keeps me down

And my mouth's writin' checks that my ass can't cash

Sittin' on the front porch, talkin' white trash

Talkin' white trash, Johnny Cash

On a radio singin' that song

All about down and out

And I can't keep from singin' along

Yeah, yeah

Woo!

Chickens in the coop, tobacco in the barn

Where the corn don't grow ain't where we are

Worn-in boots, Kentucky 'shine

Country as hell till the day I die

'Cause it's in my blood

That red dirt mud, no doubt

Yeah, and in my veins

My family name keeps me down

And I don't know nothin' 'bout livin' high class

Up here on a tractor, just talkin' white trash

Just talkin' white trash