Trailerhood

My neighbor, Carl, he lives next door

Pink flamingos on his porch

At night he teaches driving school

And he sits out by his plastic pool

He takes off his shirt, he opens up a cold one

Old Carl’s bein’ a fool

But it takes one to know one

Music’s playin’ up and down the block

Mostly Christian, Blues, Country, Folk, and Southern Rock

It’s our little piece of paradise way out here in the woods

There is always somethin’ goin’ on down in the trailerhood

Across the street there’s Gamblin’ Jane

Always got the poker game

If you care to try your luck

You can buy a seat for fifteen bucks

You can call the raise, or you can check and fold

Oh, I like Five Card Stud but it’s mostly Texas Hold Em’

Music’s playin’ up and down the block

Mostly Christian, Blues, Country, Folk, and Southern Rock

It’s our little piece of paradise way out here in the woods

There is always somethin’ goin’ on down in the trailerhood

New tattoos and farmer tans, rodeo, and NASCAR fans

Dallas Cowboy football on TV

When the storm starts gettin’ bad

You hear those sirens hummin’

Grab a six-pack and a lawn chair

There’s a tornado comin’

(Ahh!)

Music’s playin’ up and down the block

Mostly Christian, Blues, Country, Folk, and Southern Rock

It’s our little piece of paradise way out here in the woods

There is always somethin’ goin’ on down in the trailerhood

I got ’er made in the shade

With a moonshine lemonade

There’s always a party goin’ on down in the trailerhood

(Bring me another beer, mama)