[Capt. Jack Sparrow]

I can't think of mine. Perhaps "Lookin' Out My Back Door" by CCR since it mentions lawn ornaments (or hallucinations?)--that's white T fo' sho.

Discuss amongst yourselves. In the meantime, I'll be assessing grant applications for technical merit. Your tax dollars at work.

 

[Jozz]

Quebec's own...

La p'tit grenouille dit au crapaud :
Passe-moé trente sous
T'auras d'la peau ma christ de chienne
Mais le crapaud lui répondit :
Moi, je ne veux pas sortir la nuit
Pis j'garde mes cennes

C'était une chatte et un matou
Qui se disaient des p'tits mots doux
En dessous du poêle
Soudain la chatte elle se fâcha
Elle dit : Mon tabernacle de chat
Essaie pas de m'avoir

Et puis moé quand j'ai vu ça
J'me suis fait faire une graine en bois
Deux gosses en laine
On s'est mis à deux pour la crosser
Elle ne voulait pas décharger
La p'tite enfant de chienne

Les p'tits filles à Campbellton
Y sont chaudes comme des moutonnes
Les p'tits bonyennes
Se baissent culottes sur le bord de la côte
Et pis une broutte attend pas l'autre
Avec Antoine

Un habitant ben orgueilleux
Se met à faire une graine de boeuf
Grosse comme la mienne
En allant fourrer ses vaches
Un boeuf faisait la grimace
En enfant de chienne

Y'a des p'tites filles à St-Zénon
Qui aiment s'faire pogner les tetons
Les p'tites bonyennes
Si elles portent des culottes fendues
C'est pour mieux s'faire pogner l'cul
En enfant d'chienne

Un p'tit morpion motocycliste
Prenant mon trou de cul pour une piste
Qui vous laisse en trêve
Quand soudain dans un détour
Fit un dérapage
Et puis tomba dans merde

Je ne suis pas curieux
Je voudrais bien savoir
Pourquoi les filles blondes
Ont le poil du cul noir ?
Pourquoi les grosses négresses
À quatre-vingt dix ans
S'arrachent le poil des fesses
Pour en faire des brosses à dent ?

Ha si mon coeur était grenouille
Je me creuserais un lac
Pis moé j'aime ça quand ça m'chatouille
Quand ça fait flique-flique-flique-flaque

C'est mon oncle Armand sautillant
Pognait les cuisses de ma tante Alice
Ma tante Germaine se courbait l'corps
Suçait la graine de mon oncle Hector
Fourrez-vous madame Giroux
Fourrez-vous madame Giroux
Fourrez-vous madame Giroux
Dans votre grand trou

La poche à mon grand-père est au plafond pendu
Ma grand-mère en Saint-Ciboire lui arrache le poil du cul
Elle monte en haut dans l'escabeau pour lui en extraire le jus
V'là l'escabeau par terre, grand-maman sul'cul

En bicycle à gazoline, envoye donc fendu
Fourre par avant, oui t'auras des beaux enfants

Les p'tites filles du rocher Percé
Moi j'vous dit qu'elles sont bien faites
Mais elle ne veulent pas faire minettes
Pour un paquet de cigarettes

En bicycle à gazoline, envoye donc fendu
Fourre par avant, oui t'auras des beaux enfants

J'en ai fourré des Gaspésiennes
Moi j'vous dit qu'elles ont le sang chaud
J'en ai eu pour une semaine
À m'frotter le bout de la graine
Pis d'avoir mal au gorlot

Pogne-moé donc l'cul Germaine
J'te pognerai le tien tout à l'heure
Tu l'as pas vu ma graine
Quand elle est à sa longueur

Monte en haut dans ma chambre
Étends-toi dans mon lit
Tu l'auras dans ta grande fente
La pissette du Saint-Esprit

C'est la fête à Saint-Antoine
La fête d'un grand jobbeur
Ma femme s'est trouvée pleine
Dans semaine des quarante heures

C'est d'la faute à sa mère
Si elle lui a pas cousu
La p'tite boutonnière
À deux pouces du trou d'cul

Si tu m'aimerais chérie
Tu me ferais cuire des nouilles
Et pendant que tu y es
Tu me sucerais les boules

 

[Tenchiro]

I got a little change in my pocket going jingle lingle ling
Want to call you on the telephone baby i give you a ring
But each time we talk i get the same old thing
Always no huggin no kissin until i get a wedding ring
My honey my baby don't put my love upon no shelf
She said don't give me no lies and keep your hands to yourself.................

 

[BurlyShirley]

Copperhead Road!


That song rules.

 

[Full Trucker]

Oh DUUUUUUDE... there's too many!

Gimme Three Steps/Freebird/Anything by Skynyrd
AC/DC's "Back In Black" album
"Walk" - Pantera

The mullist goes on...

 

[SilentJ]

"Star Spangled Banner"

<- Prepares to have house fire-bombed.

 

[Jozz]

Originally posted by SilentJ
"Star Spangled Banner"

<- Prepares to have house fire-bombed.

Mostly when sang by Roseanne!

 

[T-Pirate]

Free bird for sure.

 

[Curiouscaptian01]

Originally posted by Full Trucker
Oh DUUUUUUDE... there's too many!

Freebird

Freebrid is great...

 

[Hawkeye]

Originally posted by SilentJ
"Star Spangled Banner"

<- Prepares to have house fire-bombed.

At least we don't boo "Oh Canada" before games.


Unless you are on Long Island.

What's a nation anthem without bombs and rockets?

 

[Cooter Brown]

Originally posted by BurlySurly
Copperhead Road!


That song rules.

i concur

 

[zod]

"Tuesday's Gone"

"I got friends (in low places)" <---- sweet lovin' white trash!

 

[SilentJ]

Originally posted by Hawkeye
At least we don't boo "Oh Canada" before games.


Unless you are on Long Island.

What's a nation anthem without bombs and rockets?

Bah...thats only those frogs in Quebec that boo, but then half of them boo "oh Canada" too!

Seriously though, Im with BS on this one, Copperhead Road is the best there is.

 

[Jozz]

Originally posted by SilentJ
Bah...thats only those frogs in Quebec that boo, but then half of them boo "oh Canada" too!

What do you mean half of them... all of them!! Actually we respect more the American anthem that the stupid Ô Canaduh!

Frogs rule!

 

[Big_Papa1080]

charlie daniels - the souths gonna do it again

 

[RhinofromWA]

Originally posted by BurlySurly
Copperhead Road!


That song rules.

Country song?

How about "a country boy can survive"?

A Country Boy Can Survive (Y2k Version)
Chad Brock's version

Lyrics below

Preacher man says it's the end of time
Mississippi shes goin dry
Stockmarkets down
Taxes are up and
Your only gettin mugged if ya go downtown

I live back in the woods, you see
The woman the kids and the dogs and me
I got a shotgun, a rifle and a 4-wheel drive
A country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

I can plow a field all day long
I can catch catfish from dusk till dawn
Make our own whiskey and our own smoke too
Ain't too many things these 'ol boys can't do (including Bocephus)
We grow good 'ol tomatoes and homemade wine
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

'Cause you can't starve us out
And you can't make us run
We'll survive the new millennium
We say grace and we say ma'am
If you ain't into that we don't give a damn

We came from the West Virginia coal mines
And the Rocky Mountains and the western skies
If the bank machines crash, we'll be just fine
'Cause a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

I had a good friend in New York City
Never called me by my name, just Hillbilly
But he was killed by a man with a switchblade knife
For 43 dollars my friend lost his life

I'd like to spit some beech nuts in that dude's eye
And shoot him with my ol' 45
Cause a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

'Cause you can't starve us out
And you can't make us run
We'll survive the new millennium
We say grace and we say ma'am
If you ain't into that we don't give a damn

We're from North Carolina and South Alabam
And little towns all around this land
If the bank machines crash, we'll be just fine
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive
A country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

Any year, any time

 

[The Professor]

Molly Hatchet: Flirtin' with disaster
Black Foot: Train, train
Skynyrd: Free Bird (THE anthem of ALL white trash, so yall bow down!!)

 

[The Kadvang]

WERD, Blood for Blood:

"This one goes out to all the white trash out there..."

 

[NastySid]

Probably most stuff By Eddie Meduza..

 

[reflux]

The Devil Goes Down to Georgia or something like that.

 

[jaydee]

Can't out-trash this one. Good ol' Jerry Jeff. Chords and all for y'all.

Redneck Mothers

E A
He was born in Oklahoma
B E
And his wife's name's is Betty Lou Thelma Liz
A
And he's not responsible for what he's doing
B E
'Cause his mother made him exactly what he is


[Chorus:]
E A
Up against the wall Redneck Mothers
B E
Mother's who has raised her son so well
A
He's thirty-four and drinking in some honky tonk
B E
Just kicking hippies asses and raising hell


E A
He sure does likes his Falstaff beer
B E
He likes to chase it down with that Wild Turkey liquor
A
He drives a fifty-seven GMC pickup truck
B
He's got a gun rack "Goat ropers need love" bumper sticker


E A
It’s up against the wall Redneck Mothers
B E
Mother's who has raised her son so well
A
He's thirty-four and drinking in some honky tonk
B E
Just kicking hippies asses and raising hell


[Instrumental:]
E A
B E
A
B E


E
M is for mullet
A
O is for the Oil they put in your truck
B E
T is for T-bird, T is for winged lizard
E
H is for Haggard
A
E is for eggs
B E
R and is for REDNECK


E A
Up against the wall Redneck Mothers
B E
Mother's who has raised her son so well
A
He's thirty-four and drinking in some honky tonk
B E
Just kicking hippies asses and raising hell
E A
It’s up against the wall Redneck Mothers
B E
Mother's who has raised her son so well
A
He's thirty-four and drinking in some honky tonk
B E
Just kicking hippies asses and raising hell
B A E
Muskogee Oklahoma USA

 

[BurlyShirley]

Originally posted by RhinofromWA
Country song?

No, man. Here's the lyrics to Copperhead Road. It even says WHITE TRASH in the song
Well my name's John Lee Pettimore
Same as my daddy and his daddy before
You hardly ever saw Grandaddy down here
He only came to town about twice a year
He'd buy a hundred pounds of yeast and some copper line
Everybody knew that he made moonshine
Now the revenue man wanted Grandaddy bad
He headed up the holler with everything he had
It's before my time but I've been told
He never came back from Copperhead Road

Now Daddy ran the whiskey in a big block Dodge
Bought it at an auction at the Mason's Lodge
Johnson County Sheriff painted on the side
Just shot a coat of primer then he looked inside
Well him and my uncle tore that engine down
I still remember that rumblin' sound
Well the sheriff came around in the middle of the night
Heard mama cryin', knew something wasn't right
He was headed down to Knoxville with the weekly load
You could smell the whiskey burnin' down Copperhead Road

I volunteered for the Army on my birthday
They draft the white trash first,'round here anyway
I done two tours of duty in Vietnam
And I came home with a brand new plan
I take the seed from Colombia and Mexico
I plant it up the holler down Copperhead Road
Well the D.E.A.'s got a chopper in the air
I wake up screaming like I'm back over there
I learned a thing or two from ol' Charlie don't you know
You better stay away from Copperhead Road

Copperhead Road
Copperhead Road
Copperhead Road

 

[Grendal]

You guys are leaving out SRV, Stevie Ray Vaughn....

 

[drtbikrr]

Originally posted by jaydee
Can't out-trash this one. Good ol' Jerry Jeff. Chords and all for y'all.

Redneck Mothers

E A
He was born in Oklahoma
B E
And his wife's name's is Betty Lou Thelma Liz
A
And he's not responsible for what he's doing
B E
'Cause his mother made him exactly what he is


[Chorus:]
E A
Up against the wall Redneck Mothers
B E
Mother's who has raised her son so well
A
He's thirty-four and drinking in some honky tonk
B E
Just kicking hippies asses and raising hell


E A
He sure does likes his Falstaff beer
B E
He likes to chase it down with that Wild Turkey liquor
A
He drives a fifty-seven GMC pickup truck
B
He's got a gun rack "Goat ropers need love" bumper sticker


E A
It’s up against the wall Redneck Mothers
B E
Mother's who has raised her son so well
A
He's thirty-four and drinking in some honky tonk
B E
Just kicking hippies asses and raising hell


[Instrumental:]
E A
B E
A
B E


E
M is for mullet
A
O is for the Oil they put in your truck
B E
T is for T-bird, T is for winged lizard
E
H is for Haggard
A
E is for eggs
B E
R and is for REDNECK


E A
Up against the wall Redneck Mothers
B E
Mother's who has raised her son so well
A
He's thirty-four and drinking in some honky tonk
B E
Just kicking hippies asses and raising hell
E A
It’s up against the wall Redneck Mothers
B E
Mother's who has raised her son so well
A
He's thirty-four and drinking in some honky tonk
B E
Just kicking hippies asses and raising hell
B A E
Muskogee Oklahoma USA

I love that song!

 

[T-Pirate]

Walker Texas Ranger theme.


"And when you're in Texas look behind you....because thats where the rangers gonna be"


ok maybe that is more super crappy tv than white trash.

 

[TN]

If That Aint Country-David Allen Coe
Family Tradition- Hank Jr.

My two favs.

 

[DHRacer]

Originally posted by Jozz
Mostly when sang by Roseanne!

or when anyone ghetto-fies it...

i'm sorry... don't mess with the star spangled banner. All these R&B "artist" just slaughter it.

 

[Roachmeister]

Originally posted by Jozz
that the stupid Ô Canaduh!

Oh Wonderfull Kébec! Such a great place to live with so many heartwarming people...

Redneck Stomp, Jeff Foxworthy! Actually pretty good and funny too.

 

[drtbikrr]

Originally posted by T-Pirate
Walker Texas Ranger theme.


"And when you're in Texas look behind you....because thats where the rangers gonna be"


ok maybe that is more super crappy tv than white trash.

I happen to watch that show everyday, i love it

 

[narlus]

"screen door" from uncle tupelo

Down here, where's we're at
The weather changes, that's the way it goes
Sometimes it snows, when everything's wrong
Sometimes it snows, but when it does, it doesn't last long

Down here, where we're at
All we do is sit out on the porch
And play our songs, and nothing's wrong
Sometime friends come around, they all sing along

Down here, where we're at
Everyone is equally poor
Down here, we don't care
We don't care what happens outside the screen door

Down here, where we're at
Sweat drips from the tip of your nose
You wear loose clothes, and you try to stay cool
We all still have a lot of fun, never saw much school

Down here, where we're at
Everyone is equally poor
Down here, we don't care
We don't care what happens outside the screen door

 

[T-Dog]

O lord, you have asked a question in which I am an expert (I'm a good Montana boy)......there have been some good answers, and I have many examples too. (Steve Earl rules) but sometimes the torch must be passed.......


Kid Rock: HILLBILLY STOMP!

 

[T-Dog]

What's that? You say y'all haven't heard that tune? Well then;



I'm drunk again, excuse the hiccup
The redneck originator rolling in my pickup
Truck jacked up with the four gold shocks
And where I come from mud flaps come stock.

People Kid Rock it up down the block
And the hens all flock to the coup
with the cock
You wanna rock with me baby
Row it down to the swamp
Dock your boat
We'll do the hillbilly stomp

I like Stuckies, truckers and big mesh hats
I like large round women in laundromats
I like to wander, Jack
Like a backwoods thug
And watch the moonshine thru the bottom of a jug
Huggin and Kissin with my vision all blurry
Siftin' thru this world of worry
Hurry up with love
Please God Bless
I don't do drugs any more-or any less
I didn't start this mess on this planet
Stop lookin' at me like a bandit
I've been chillin'
Down at the swamp
With the folks that want
to do the hillbilly stomp

Now people want to know how to do this dance
Lift your legs in the air like you wet your pants
Plant your hands on the top of your butt
And stomp around like you're all fvcked up!
Circle up the trucks
Fire up the brush
Untuck your shirt
We're gonna kick some dust
Don't two plus two it
Or three plus four it
Four by four it to a place that's scenic
Heat it up hot like some ham hocks cookin'
And hop to the spot
where the cops ain't lookin
Bring your whole flock down to the stomp
and we can rock all night, doin' the hillbilly stomp!