White trash beautiful, trailer park queen

She slings hash at the diner from eleven-to-five

She married a boy from school, thought he was oh so cool

But all he can do for money is drive

Out late haulin' freight on Interstate 5

Prayin' he'll see home before his baby arrive

White trash beautiful

There's something you should know

My heart belongs to you

I know you could've found a better guy

I'll love you 'til the day I die

I swear to God, it's true

I'm comin' home to you

I'm comin' home to you, girl

He lights a cigarette, his eyes half open

He won't be home tonight but she keeps hopin'

Drinkin' himself to sleep is his only way of copin'

She waits for him every night

She leaves the front door open

It's 4:00 a.m., I'm doin' 95

Tryin' to stay awake and make it home alive

White trash beautiful

There's something you should know

My heart belongs to you

I know you could've found a better guy

I'll love you 'til the day I die

I swear to God, it's true

I'm comin' home to you

I'm comin' home to you, girl

Her lips stay painted red, her name tag's crooked

Her heart's been gone awhile

With the truck driving man that took it

He keeps her photograph on his rearview mirror

She prays for him every night, she hopes that he can hear her

White trash beautiful

There's something you should know

My heart belongs to you, girl

I know you could've found yourself a better guy

I'll love you 'til the day I die

I swear to God, it's true

I'm comin' home to you

I'm comin' home to you, girl

I'm comin' home to you

I'm comin' home to you, girl

I'm comin' home to you