I was born in the city I was born in the city I was born in the city I was raised up right around here Daddys down in the workhouse Daddys down in the workhouse Daddys down in the workhouse Mama say there aint no way hes coming back here Went to school with some rich kids Went to school with some rich kids Went to school with some rich kids Bussed me half way across town They call us white trash and no count They call us white trash and no count They call us white trash and no count Say there wasnt no use in me staying round Im going down to the corner Im going down to the corner Im going down to the corner Dont you wait up for me to come in Nothing happens till midnight Nothing ever happens till midnight Nothing happens till midnight When the boys get restless about then Sometimes I feel like Im drowning Sometimes I feel like Im drowning Sometimes I feel like Im drowning And I dont know what Im going to do I got a razor in my pocket I got a razor in my pocket I got a razor in my pocket And I got a pistol hid down by the school Lord, get me out of West Nashville Lord, get me out of West Nashville Lord, get me out of West Nashville Lord, get me out of West Nashville
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