歌詞
[Intro]
Rain hittin’ tin like a .22 shell
Somewhere a preacher’s drunk as hell
No choir singin’, just meth smoke risin’
We bury our dead while the world's still smilin'…
[Hook]
It’s a TRAILER COURT FUNERAL, no black suits
Just white trash thugs in muddy boots
Got a flag on a casket that ain’t even earned
But we loved him anyway — now he’s ashes and worms
It’s a TRAILER COURT FUNERAL, tears in beer
Tattooed faces, pain too near
Ain’t no organ, just a Chevy hum
As we toast to a brother that ain’t never comin'
[Verse 1]
Granny on the porch with a cigarette burn
Mama in cuffs, tryin’ not to squirm
Sheriff leanin’ on the hood like he care
But he’s searchin’ the yard for the dope still there
Auntie cryin’ while she flicks her Bic
Said "He died with a pipe and a .30 stick"
But we still play his song from that flip phone tape
While we pass the bottle and tempt our fate
Ain’t no flowers but a Bud Light case
Cardboard cross in the mud, no grace
Preacher man came, then dipped real quick
Said “This ain’t a funeral, it’s a *fuckin’ convict*”
But that was our brother — 5150
Shot dope, robbed plugs, but he loved us gritty
Now he in the ground while the kids play tag
Around a burn barrel and a tattered flag
[Hook]
It’s a TRAILER COURT FUNERAL, no black suits
Just white trash thugs in muddy boots
Got a flag on a casket that ain’t even earned
But we loved him anyway — now he’s ashes and worms
It’s a TRAILER COURT FUNERAL, tears in beer
Tattooed faces, pain too near
Ain’t no organ, just a Chevy hum
As we toast to a brother that ain’t never comin'
[Verse 2]
Folks say he was nothin’ but a thief and fiend
But to us he was blood in a world so mean
He taught us how to shoot, how to lie to the law
How to take a punch and still stand tall
He ain’t go to Heaven, he ain’t hit the light
He just drifted out like a Friday night
Now we got his dog, his pistol too
And a whole lotta hurt we don’t know what to do
They don’t understand how we mourn our kin
When the coffin’s closed, that’s when the sin begins
’Cause we pour one out, then we light that flame
And tell ghost stories in a outlaw’s name
[Hook]
It’s a TRAILER COURT FUNERAL, no black suits
Just white trash thugs in muddy boots
Got a flag on a casket that ain’t even earned
But we loved him anyway — now he’s ashes and worms
It’s a TRAILER COURT FUNERAL, tears in beer
Tattooed faces, pain too near
Ain’t no organ, just a Chevy hum
As we toast to a brother that ain’t never comin'
[Outro]
Rest easy, bitch
You was scum, but you was *our* scum
And we ride for you ‘til the wheels fall off
See you in Hell...
Bring beer.
Written by: Daryl Johnson Jr
