Trailer By the Trashpile
The New Orleans Bingo! Show Lyrics
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Just as steady as the crows eat my corn
And I breeze up my shotgun to blow 'em away
But I don't give a damn anymore
Well, the pond is long dried up, the fish are all dead
And the sun's burned up all of my yard
And I'd give all my money, at least what is left,
Get on, get what you deserve in this life
And you sure don't deserve what you give
I guess I'll keep on living and forcing a smile
In a trailer by the trashpile
(violin solo)
Get on, get what you deserve in this life
And you sure don't deserve what you give
I guess I'll keep on living and forcing a smile
In a trailer by the trashpile
The lyrics of The New Orleans Bingo! Show's song Trailer By the Trashpile depict the story of an old man, who has reached a point of complete disillusionment with his life. He blames his ex-wives for bleeding him dry and thinks about using his shotgun to get rid of them, but no longer cares about the consequences. The man's farm and house are also in a state of disrepair; the pond is dry, the fish are dead, and his yard has been burned by the sun. He has lost all his money, except for a little that he wants to spend on drinking in a honky-tonk bar. Despite all the hardships, the man still smiles and tries to maintain a positive attitude while living in a trailer by the trash pile.
The song is a reflection of the harsh realities of life, particularly for those who are struggling to make ends meet. It speaks of the frustrations and regrets that people face when their dreams do not turn out as planned. The lyrics are a reminder that life can be full of hardships and disappointments, but one must keep moving forward and find some semblance of joy in the present moment.
Line by Line Meaning
Well, all of my ex-wives are bleeding me dry
My ex-wives are taking all of my money and resources, putting a strain on my financial situation
Just as steady as the crows eat my corn
My ex-wives are consistently causing me financial trouble, just as crows consistently eat my crops
And I breeze up my shotgun to blow 'em away
I feel frustrated and angry enough to consider taking drastic measures against my ex-wives
But I don't give a damn anymore
In the end, I don't really care too much about my financial strife or my ex-wives
Well, the pond is long dried up, the fish are all dead
The once plentiful and lively pond on my property is now barren and lifeless, much like my financial situation
And the sun's burned up all of my yard
The harsh conditions of life have taken a toll on my home and property
And I'd give all my money, at least what is left,
I would be willing to part with the little money I have left to experience some kind of pleasure or escape from my harsh reality
To get drunk in a honky-tonk bar
Specifically, I would use my remaining money to drink and forget my troubles in a honky-tonk bar
Get on, get what you deserve in this life
People should strive to get what they deserve - whether good or bad - in life
And you sure don't deserve what you give
My ex-wives are taking more than they deserve, and not giving enough in return
I guess I'll keep on living and forcing a smile
Despite my struggles and difficult situation, I will continue to live and act as if everything is okay
In a trailer by the trashpile
My living conditions reflect my financial and emotional distress, as I reside in a trailer near a trashpile
Contributed by Emma J. Suggest a correction in the comments below.