White Trash With Money

Well I mighta been born just poor white trash

But I sold a million records and made a little cash

Now the doctors and the lawyers don't think it funny

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

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

Then a record man heard me down at Kitty's bar

He said come on to Nashville and 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

And if the neighbor's don't like it they can all go to

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