Casey Donahew Band - White Trash Story

My best friend Junior, he lives two trailers down
His wife MaryLou she runs the Caberet in town
And they've got two kids, and they don't look like him
He's a tractor tech, he's a redneck, now he's gettin' drunk again

I'm talkin' bout the good times
I'm drinkin' down the bad
I'm tryin' to remember
All those crazy nights that we had
But now I'm empty
But I'm not sad
I'm talkin' bout the good times
And drinkin' down the bad

Miss Sara Ann Bakersmith
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 talkin' bout the good times
I'm drinkin' down the bad
I'm tryin' to remember
All those crazy nights that we had
But now I'm empty
But I'm not sad
I'm talkin' bout the good times
And drinkin' down the bad

And now Junior's Junior's kid
You know they call him "The Deuce"
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 John-boat
Just to help to raise the bail

I'm talkin' bout the good times
Drinkin' down the bad
I'm tryin' to remember
All those crazy nights that we had
But now I'm empty
But I'm not sad
I'm talkin' bout the good times
And drinkin' down the bad

And now my name's Carl Wayne, and I've had two DUI's
Three years ago they took my license I don't drive
These boots can get me there
'Cause I live just down the street
And it's last call, it's too far to crawl, now help me to my feet

I'm talkin' bout the good times
And drinkin' down the bad
I'm tryin' to remember
All those crazy nights that we had
But now I'm empty
But I'm not sad
I'm talkin' bout the good times
And drinkin' down the bad

I'm just talkin' bout the good times
And drinkin' down the bad
Well I'm talkin' bout the good times

Written by:
CASEY J DONAHEW

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