White Trash Wedding
I come from a place where "white trash" is thrown out as an insult, but we don't care. We're just trying to live! And while our weddings might not be fancy, wealthy affairs, we sure do have fun! Until the cops show up, of course. So, this is just a fun little song about a wild family at a wild wedding. We usually don't make it to the receptions!
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Mama's got faded old tattoos
Daddy walks with a homemade crutch
Older brother dropped out of school
And little sister's on that stuff
All three dogs sleep on the couch
The double-wide is tilted some
I know Uncle Joe won't shut his mouth
But, hey, I hope my family comes
(Chorus)
For my white trash wedding
Y'all, my bride ain't wearin' white
My best man's got his cut-off shorts
And I've done seen a few fights
Some of the bridesmaids are pregnant
We drink cheap beer and homemade wine
Come to my white trash wedding
Lord, and we'll have some fun tonight
An old F-150 is our limo
And I don't know but half these kids
One cousin dressed up like disco
Another one is playing the violin
Grandma shouts out "Hallelujah"
Spit out my Skoal to kiss my bride
Oh, hell, the police cars just pulled up
Y'all had best to come inside
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
Sorry, there ain't no space for VIP
I don't know what RSVP means
But we're fixin' to drink and move our feet
So come on, y'all, and grab a seat
(Chorus)
© Brian Hendrix 2021