White Trash Song

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Steve Young - Country

White Trash Song

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[Intro] I wake up every mornin' About the break of dawn Hear the rooster crowin' Feel all alone There's honeysuckle outside my window Dew sparklin' on the vine Little squirrels a-barkin' Like they thought they was a mountain lion I get to thinkin' 'bout the road And all the times that I come back again I was born a child of these muddy roads Lord, I'll die here lonesome as the wind [Verse 1] 'Cause all my cars they broke down They're layin' in my front yard I ought to get one together, Lord But the work just seems so hard [Verse 2] But a man come by here this mornin' And he wanted to paint my barn Well, he painted, "See Rock City US Highway 31" [Banjo Solo] [Verse 3] Hey, I used to have a church woman She was pretty as she could be Run off with a gospel singer Up in Nashville, Tennessee [Verse 4] So I drank a lot of liquor Honey, my heart drank a lot of booze Hey, I'm a midnight country rambler You know I ain't got much to lose [Banjo Solo] [Verse 5] So when you carve my tombstone Honey, don't worry none about no name Just say that he come with a morning wind And he left with a mountain rain [Verse 6] Yeah, but he could play a fiddle, Lord He could make a dobro ring He could make a guitar sparkle Like the early mornin' rain [Verse 2] Yeah, a man come by here this mornin' And he wanted to paint my barn Well, he painted, "See Rock City US Highway 31"

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  • Steve Young