White Trash With Money

[Chorus: McCarver]
Well I might have been born just poor white trash
But I sold a few records and made a little cash
The doctors and the lawyers don't think its funny
They're livin' next door to white trash with money

[Verse 1: McCarver]
I was born on the wrong side of the tracks
I quit school early and I never went back
The rich kids all looked down on me
They said as good as them was something that I'd never be
Started playing my guitar to earn a few bucks
Singing my songs to a room full of drunks
A record man heard me down at Kittie's bar
Said come on to Nashville, I'll make you a star

[Chorus]
I might have been born just poor white trash
But I sold a few records and made a little cash
They doctors and the lawyers don't think its funny
That they're livin' next door to white trash with money

[Verse 2: Colt Ford]
Well howdy y'all name's Colt
Sorry bout the Bass boat
I got it stuck in the ditch
Sucker came right off the hitch
I never thought I'd get the chance
To have a yard that had some plants
Me and all my closest kin are sure glad we moved in next to y'all

[Verse 3: McCarver]
I bought a big house on top of the hill
A brand new Harley and a Coupe de Ville
The neighbors all cried when I moved in
Seems real-estate is cheaper than its ever been
The radio plays all of my songs
I lay around the pool and listen all day long
This country boy's life sure turned out swell
If the neighbors don't like it they can all go to well...

[Chorus: McCarver]
I might have been born just poor white trash
But I sold a few records and made a little cash
They doctors and the lawyers don't think its funny
That they're livin' next door to white trash with money

[Bridge: McCarver]
Life's just fine for me and my honey
We're happy just being white trash with money

[Outro: McCarver]
Well hey baby did our stimulus check come in the mailbox yet
I hear they plan on kicking us out of the neighborhood
Maybe we ought to put a couple pink flamingos out in the front yard
Fix the place up a little bit