Hank Williams Sr. - White Trash lyrics

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 f**in' 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