(capo at 4th fret)
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C	G
When I met her she was a beauty queen, who wanted something more
	C
Now she's hanging out with me, in front of the liquor store.
	F	Dm
The car won't start when I shut it off, so she has to get the beer.
C	G	C
As she puts it in the back seat, she quietly says to me...

When, exactly, did we become white trash?
How come we've got seven dogs living in our garage?
How come the only eight-track in our car is Johnny Cash?
When, exactly, did we become white trash?

She tells all our friends that I've got my Ph.D.
But it stands for post hole digger, it ain't exactly a degree.
There's curtains on our windows, and we hardly watch TV.
Our double wide is triple wide, now that she's with me.

When, exactly, did we become white trash?
How come we have seven dogs
And who burned down the garage?
How come the only eight-track in our car is Johnny Cash?
When, exactly, did we become white trash?

Girls: (falsetto) When, exactly, did we become white trash?
Boys: (deep bass) When, exactly, did we become white trash?
(Insert your village/town/city/venue)  When, exactly, did we become white trash?

WHITE TRASH		Fred Eaglesmith