White Trash

(Paul Kennerley & Bernie Leadon)
White Mansions, 1978

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Lyrics sung by Caleb (Steve Cash)
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(SLIDE GUITAR INTRO)

you heard how the South is said to be graceful

white mansions, live oaks and velvet lawns

the ladies and the gentlemen dress most tasteful

'course it jest depends into whose hands you was born

 

they call me white trash 'cause my hair hangs long

my ragged pants got no buttons on

my teeth are black and my shoulders sag

but I fly - the Confederate flag

 

I bin told there's a war that's about to begin

it's going' to get meaner than a Texas high wind

so come on Caleb, you're a man to join in

when you're fighting Yankees - a redneck's a man's best friend

(SLIDE GUITAR SOLO)

 

well, I drink lots of corn and I know where to find my sugar

but I guess I'll volunteer for the war against the blue

'cause there ain't nothing down here to do that's much better

I'll break some blue belly bones before this thing is through

 

they call me white trash but I'm a fighting man

I'll sure do the best I can

I may be bad and have a foul mouth

but I'm ready - to defend the South

 

(spoken)

I'll show 'em what white trash is

come and get it

come on and get it

I said come and get yours

come on

come and get yours now

(SLIDE GUITAR SOLO)

 

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Lyrics & Music: Paul Kennerley & Bernie Leadon
Copyright 1978 Randor Music (London) Ltd.
Controlled in the U.S. & Canada by Irving Music, Inc. (BMI)

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Created 17 January 2003
Updated 28January 2003

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