"Talkin' White Trash" lyrics

Broke down truck in the yard
Can't get it runnin' 'cause the times are hard
Backwoods deep in a single wide
Couldn't wash the red from my neck if I tried

'Cause it's in my blood
That red dirt mud, no doubt
And I don't know nothin' 'bout livin' high class
Sittin' on the front porch, talkin' white trash

Grease stained clothes hangin' on a line
Workin' till Mama yells, "Supper time"
Got a stack of bills that I can't pay
Blue-collar till I'm in my grave

'Cause it's in my veins
My family name keeps me down
And my mouth's writin' checks that my ass can't cash
Sittin' on the front porch, talkin' white trash

Talkin' white trash, Johnny Cash
On a radio singin' that song
All about down and out
And I can't keep from singin' along
Yeah, yeah
Woo!

Chickens in the coop, tobacco in the barn
Where the corn don't grow ain't where we are
Worn-in boots, Kentucky 'shine
Country as hell till the day I die

'Cause it's in my blood
That red dirt mud, no doubt
Yeah, and in my veins
My family name keeps me down
And I don't know nothin' 'bout livin' high class
Up here on a tractor, just talkin' white trash

Just talkin' white trash