This Side of Town - Creed Fisher

Branded an outlaw, they label me white trash

I ain’t ever seen a silver spoon

Mama loved daddy, and daddy loved drinkin'

She’d cry all alone in her room

Daddy drank to an old Haggard tune

Ain’t too many choices for a poor boy in west Texas

Just have to work for the pride in your name

The rent’s due on Monday, payday’s on Friday

Somehow you still find a way

You sell your soul for those bills that you pay

And if you’re ornery as hell, more sinner than saint

You drink too much and you fall down

Come from a long line of crazy SOBs

I pray that we make 'em proud

Here it’s boom or bust for rednecks like us

That silvr spoon, it can’t be found

No, we don’t back down

On this side of town

That foldd up flag they gave to my grandmaw

Stands for a price that was paid

Fightin' for freedom, the things we believe in

Just like we still do here today

Yeah, some things 'round here never change

Like the red on my neck, white scars on my knuckles

The blue-collar way I was raised

It don’t take a damn thing, get your ass up and earn it, if he was still with

us today

That’s what my grandpaw would say

He was ornery as hell, more sinner than saint

You drink too much and you fall down

Come from a long line of crazy SOBs

I pray that we make 'em proud

Here it’s boom or bust for rednecks like us

That silver spoon, it can’t be found

We don’t back down

On this side of town

So take the top off the whiskey, pass it around

If you’re ornery as hell, more sinner than saint

You drink too much and you fall down

Come from a long line of crazy SOBs

I pray that we make 'em proud

Here it’s boom or bust for rednecks like us

That silver spoon, it can’t be found

No, we don’t back down

On this side of town

Hell, no, we don’t back down

On this side of town