Between the trailer and the dog And the cars on blocks and the hogs Out in the front yard Where us kids play No grass Yeah there was mama In her house shoes Smokin' Salem Lights with the tattoos You add it all up That's why they call us white trash Well if they'd had their way They'd have thrown us away Like an empty bottle of wine We belong sacked up Stacked on the curb In their mind And their daddy's didn't want us Hanging 'round their girls And they told every son they had Don't even think about it Taking out the white trash Now between her Beamer and her Ray Bans And her spring break seaside sun tan Hell I could see she Was on her own side of the tracks Oh you know I knew her from school Yeah she ran with the boys that were cool Well as far as I knew she wanted nothing to do With white trash Well if they'd had their way They'd have thrown us away Like an empty bottle of wine We belong sacked up Stacked on the curb In their mind And their daddy's didn't want us Hanging 'round their girls And they told every son they had Don't even think about it Taking out the white trash That girl is my baby now We live right here in this town Got a bunch of kids running around Ain't it funny how it all turned out? Well if they'd had their way They'd have thrown us away Like an empty bottle of wine We belong sacked up Stacked on the curb In their mind And their daddy's didn't want us Hanging 'round their girls And they whipped their boy's white ass All for even thinking 'bout taking white trash Thank God I know something 'bout Running 'round with white trash