'97 Nash

'97 Nash

Home is where you park it that's the trailer house life
Money in my pocket ain't no kids ain't no wife
Time to leave the house and I was ready to roam
Daddy said get yourself a mobile home

She's a '97 Nash the paint's a light blue
27 foot and a hitch hook too
All packed up and I'm hittin' the road
I'm living free
Get up lets go

First stop east Texas where the trees were so green
Breakdowns on the Nash were sure unforeseen
Playing my guitar and I am smellin' some smoke
Heater's burnin' up this has got to be a joke!

She's a '97 Nash the paint's a light blue
27 foot and a hitch hook too
All packed up and I'm hittin' the road
I'm living free
Get up let's go

Crisis avoided but no easy fix
I left Kaufman County with dollars I kissed goodbye
Houston I was comin' on I 45
A new piece of slab, I was doin' just fine

Meet my redneck neighbors Buckshot and Darlene
They had that rebel flag hangin' on the dry clean
Buckshot got the whiskey, fish was frying in grease
Darlene hollered honey come and get ya a piece

In my '97 Nash the paint's a light blue
27 foot and a hitch hook too
I'm all packed up and I'm hittin' the road
I'm living free
Get up lets go

People asking Toddy whatcha gonna do?
When a good lookin' lady wants to come home with you
The Nash will be rockin' so don't you come a knockin'
Cause one mans trash is another man's...

'97 Nash the paint's a light blue
27 foot and a hitch hook too
Trailer house Nash that is my name
And all these other people think I'm insane
I'm all packed up and I'm hittin' the road
I'm living free
Get up lets go



Credits
Writer(s): Todd Youngblood
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