Lyrics White Trash with Money - Cody McCarver, Colt Ford

White Trash with Money

Well I might have been born just poor white trash
But I sold a few records and made a little cash
The doctors and the lawyers don’t think its funny
They’re livin' next door to white trash with money
I was born on the wrong side of the tracks
I quit school early and I never went back
The rich kids all looked down on me
They said as good as them was something that I’d never be
Started playing my guitar to earn a few bucks
Singing my songs to a room full of drunks
A record man heard me down at Kittie’s bar
Said come on to Nashville, I’ll make you a star
I might have been born just poor white trash
But I sold a few records and made a little cash
They doctors and the lawyers don’t think its funny
That they’re livin' next door to white trash with money
Well howdy y’all name’s Colt
Sorry bout the Bass boat
I got it stuck in the ditch
Sucker came right off the hitch
I never thought I’d get the chance
To have a yard that had some plants
Me and all my closest kin are sure glad we moved in next to y’all
I bought a big house on top of the hill
A brand new Harley and a Coupe de Ville
The neighbors all cried when I moved in
Seems real-estate is cheaper than its ever been
The radio plays all of my songs
I lay around the pool and listen all day long
This country boy’s life sure turned out swell
If the neighbors don’t like it they can all go to well…
I might have been born just poor white trash
But I sold a few records and made a little cash
They doctors and the lawyers don’t think its funny
That they’re livin' next door to white trash with money
Life’s just fine for me and my honey
We’re happy just being white trash with money
Well hey baby did our stimulus check come in the mailbox yet
I hear they plan on kicking us out of the neighborhood
Maybe we ought to put a couple pink flamingos out in the front yard
Fix the place up a little bit