White Mansions
White Trash
[Intro]
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Yeah we heard the howl of the South is said to be graceful
A B
White Mansions, live oak, and velvet lawns
B E
The ladies and the gentlemen dress most tasteful
G A E
Cause it just depends on whose hands you were born
A
They call me White Trash cause my hair hangs long
My ragged pants got no buttons on
My teeth are black and my shoulders sag
D A
And fly, the Confederate flag.
F#m B
I?ve been told that there?s a war, that?s about to begin
F#m B
It?s gonna get meaner, than a Texas high wind
F#m B
So come on Caleb, you?re about to join in
E
When your fightin? Yankees are Rednecks a man?s best friend
[Instrumental]
A D (X6)
A E
Well I drink lots of corn and I know where to find my sugar
A B
But I guess I volunteer for the war against the Blue
A E
Cause there ain?t nothin? down here to do, that?s much better
G A E
I?ll bring some new bitter bones before this thing is through.
A
They call me White Trash, but I?m a fightin? man
I sure do the best I can
I may be bad and have a fowl mouth
D A
But I?m a ready, to defend the South.
A D
I?ll show ?em what White Trash is.
A D
Come and get it.
A D
Come and get it.
A D
I said come on and get yours.
A D
I said come on and get yours.