White Trash Lyrics - Take As Needed For Pain - 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