The White Trash Song

Wake up every morning, by the break of dawn
 Hear that rooster crowing, I feel so all alone
 Honey snuggle outside my window, do sparkling oh divine
 Little squirrels is a'barking
 Like they thought they was a mountain-lion
 I get to thinking about the road, all the times I've been back again
 I was born a child of these muddy roads
 I guess I'll die here lonesome as the wind
 Cause all my cover broke down
 Playing' live fun yard
 I won't get one, get her
 But the road just seems too hard
 Someone come round this morning,
 Wanting to play in my barn
 He was highway 41
 Ladies and gentlemen
 ... Well I use to have me a ...
 Oh just as pretty as can be
 All the Jimmy swagger
 Left in Nashville Tennessee
 So I drink me a whole lot of liquor
 And I drink me a whole lot of booze
 I'm a midnight country-rambler
 And I ain't got nothing to lose
 I ain't got nothing to lose boys
 I wake up beyond the mornings
 Laying in this jail
 My head will be hurting
 I won't be feeling too well
 That old flat-belly sheriff talking out to me
 I wanna know how it felt: Not being free
 I said didn't matter much,
 Didn't hurt at all
 I'll never be locked up in jail, hell, hell
 Someone came around this morning,
 Wanting to pay my bond
 Playing through the city, you
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