White Trash With Money

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Well, I mighta' been born just poor white trash

But I sold a million records; made a little cash

The doctors and the lawyers don't think it funny

That they're living next door to white trash with money



Well, 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 I'd never be



I started playing my guitar to earn a few bucks

Singing my song to a room full of drunks

A record man heard me down at Kitty's bar

Said: "Come on to Nashville an' I'll make you a star"



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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

It seems real estate's cheaper than it's ever been



Now the radio plays all the Railroad songs

I lay around the pool and listen all day long

This country boy's life sure turned out swell

An' if the neighbor's don't like it, they can all go to ...



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Yeah, life's just fine for me an' my honey

We're happy just bein' white trash with money