Trailer Park Blues

Sleeveless flannel shirt, a mullet cut front tooth missing, got a big ol' gut He moved down the street in 'bout 99 'Course he's been in rehab most of that time Drugs fried his brain, so he ain't to bright, His old lady Jo, runs around all night He's laid off, cookin' meth and drinking booze said he don't worry bout nothin', ain't got nothin' to lose He's got them Redneck, Low Rent, Trailer Park Blues David Allen Coe singing on the radio a few doors down Then theres them freaky sheet wearin' dudes comin' round Tonight they'll get stoned, try to get made, End up, passed out in their black Escalade Then there's the young folk, Brendon and Trish she's only twenty-one, but man she's a dish she dances nights at Passions Men's Club he's a bouncer at the Hill Billy Pub They've got a case of the Redneck, Low Rent Trailer Park Blues. My buddy Otis, his place is a jewel He's got a pergolla, with a Kayak pool He works for himself, sets up mobile homes He don't have an old lady , he's all alone Sister Juanita has the hots for him, but he don't know He's too busy chasing that “birthday cake” Jo It's a “As the World Turns” rerun without a clue what happens in a trailer park ain't nothing new Next door to my trailer lives a first rate whore men comin' -n- going like a revolving door her name is Nadine, she's a red headed cutie makes her living from selling her bootie She's got them Redneck, Low Rent, Trailer Park Blues Sugar Bear, the maintenance man, is a freak Iraq took his grin, along with the meth he tweeks. He's too stoned to ride with the Horsemen anymore Still got a Ironhead Harley sittin' outside his door Georgette lives in a double wide with her brother Jim She's got 3 boys with 3 different men Otis says she dates his 2rd cousin Ray At night he drives a taxi and sells dope during the day. He's got them Redneck, Low Rent, Trailer Park Blues Rufus' lived in this trailer park for nigh on 30 year he knows everybody's business, everyone lives so near who's dating who and who's doing who living in a trailer park, he ain't got nothing to do? I'm sittin' here watchin' all this crap going down Feelin' quite like a fat circus clown Sometimes it's nice listening to the Blues Traveler's sound and not giving a damn 'bout this trailer park town I've got those Redneck, Low Rent, Trailer Park Blues