White Trash Story Songtext
von Kenny Mehler

My best friend Junior
He lives two trailers down
His wife Mary Lou
She runs the cabaret in town
They′ve got two kids
And they don't look like him
He′s a tractor tech
He's a redneck
Now he's getting drunk again

I′m talking bout the good times
Drinking down the bad
Trying to remember
All those crazy nights that we had
Now I′m empty
But I'm not sad
Talking bout the good times
Drinking down the bad


Miss Sara Ann Baker-smith
She was my girlfriend
I took her top off for the first time at the drive-in
You know those had to be
The coolest things I′d seen
She was passed around
Like a bottle of crown
But she was always sweet to me

I'm talking bout the good times
Drinking down the bad
Trying to remember
All those crazy nights that we had
Now I′m empty
But I'm not sad
Talking bout the good times
Drinking down the bad

Now Junior′s Junior's kid
They call him the Duece
And his grandma
She drinks vodka in her orange juice
She sells pot to kids
And she just got out of jail
Junior had to sell his new Jon-boat
To help to raise the bail


I'm talking bout the good times
Drinking down the bad
Trying to remember
All those crazy nights that we had
Now I′m empty
But I′m not sad
Talking bout the good times
Drinking down the bad

Now my name's Carl Wayne
I′ve had two D-U-I-S
Three years ago they took my license
I don't drive
These boots can get me there
I live just down the street
It′s last call
It's too far to crawl
Now help me to my feet

I′m talking bout the good times
Drinking down the bad
Trying to remember
All those crazy nights that we had
Now I'm empty
But I'm not sad
Talking bout the good times
Drinking down the bad
Talking bout the good times