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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."
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.
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...
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.
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Well, I mighta been born just poor white trash,
But I sold a million records an' 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.
Yeah, life's just fine for me an' my honey.
We're happy just bein' white trash with money.
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