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White Trash

from Dawn by Gasoline Lollipops

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Written by Steve Young

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I wake up every morning, about the break of dawn
I hear the rooster crowing, and I'm feeling all alone
There's honeysuckle outside my window; dew sparkling on the vine
and those little squirrels are barking like they were mountain lions
I get to thinking about the road and all the times they come back again
I was born a child of these muddy roads and I'll die here lonesome as the wind

Because all my cars, they done broke down, layin' in my front yard
I ought get one together but the work just seems too hard
A man come by this morning wanting to paint my barn
Well, he painted, "See Rock City, US Hwy 31"

I used to have a church woman, pretty as she could be
run off with a gospel singer down in Nashville, TN
So I drink a lot of liquor, Lord, I drink a lot of booze
I'm a midnight country rambler, you know, and I ain't got much to lose.

I wake up a lot of mornings, laying down in jail
My head, it will be hurting', you know, and I won't be feel in' too well
Now, that ol' fat-bellied sheriff, he'll come a walking' up to me
He wants to know how it feels, not being free
I tell him, "It doesn't matter much; I don't care a whole lot
'Cause I'd rather be in jail in Hell than a fat fucking cop!"

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from Dawn, released July 4, 2012

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