Branded an outlaw
They label me 'white trash'
I ain't ever seen a silver spoon
Mama loved daddy
And daddy loved drinkin'
She'd cry all alone in her room
Daddy drank to an old Haggard tune
Ain't too many choices
For a poor boy in West Texas
Just have to work for the pride in your name
The rent's due on Monday
Payday's on Friday
Somehow you still find a way
You sell your soul for those bills that you pay
And if you're on'ry as hell, more sinner than saint
You drink too much, and you fall down
Come from a long line of crazy SOBs
I pray that we make 'em proud
Here it's boom or bust for rednecks like us
That silver spoon, it can't be found
No, we don't back down
On this side of town
That folded up flag
They gave to my grandma
Stands for a price that was paid
Fightin' for freedom
The things we believe in
Just like we still do here today
Yeah, some things 'round here never change
Like the red on my neck
White scars on my knuckles
The blue-collar way I was raised
"It don't take a damn thing
Get your ass up and earn it"
If he was still with us today
That's what my grandpa would say
He was on'ry as hell, more sinner than saint
You drink too much, and you fall down
Come from a long line of crazy SOBs
I pray that we make 'em proud
Here it's boom or bust for rednecks like us
That silver spoon, it can't be found
We don't back down
On this side of town
So take the top off the whiskey
Pass it around
If you're on'ry as hell, more sinner than saint
You drink too much, and you fall down
Come from a long line of crazy SOBs
I pray that we make 'em proud
Here it's boom or bust for rednecks like us
That silver spoon, it can't be found
No, we don't back down
On this side of town
Hell, no, we don't back down
On this side of town