About the song
There’s something undeniably comforting about a song that doesn’t take itself too seriously—one that paints life in bold, sun-bleached colors, full of quirks and charm. Toby Keith’s “Trailerhood”, released in 2010 on his album Bullets in the Gun, is exactly that kind of tune. It’s a laid-back, tongue-in-cheek celebration of a lifestyle that’s often overlooked or misunderstood, told with warmth, humor, and a good dose of Southern pride.
Toby Keith has always had a knack for storytelling, especially when it comes to songs that reflect everyday American life. With “Trailerhood,” he leans into the lighter side of things, crafting a vivid picture of trailer park living—a world full of character, camaraderie, and colorful neighbors. What makes the song so engaging isn’t just the catchy melody or Keith’s signature baritone drawl—it’s the way he invites us into this little corner of the world with such affectionate detail.
From lawn chairs lined up in driveways to kids splashing in kiddie pools and the ever-present hum of NASCAR on television, “Trailerhood” is filled with familiar sights and sounds. It’s not about glamorizing or mocking—it’s about recognizing the simple joys of a close-knit community where everyone knows everyone else’s name (and business). There’s a sense of freedom in the way the song shrugs off the pressures of high society and instead embraces authenticity and ease.
Keith’s lyrics are playful but never mean-spirited, and the accompanying music video only deepens the sense of fun, bringing to life the wacky and lovable residents of the trailer park. It’s a reminder that joy can be found in the smallest places—sometimes right outside your front door, even if that door happens to open onto a wooden porch three feet off the ground.
Ultimately, “Trailerhood” is a good-natured ode to blue-collar America, delivered with a wink and a smile. It’s a song that invites us to laugh, relax, and maybe even raise a cold beer to the folks who know how to keep life simple—and know how to enjoy it.
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Lyrics
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 poolHe takes off his shirt he opens up a cold one
Old Carls Deans a fool but it takes one to know oneMusics playin’ up and down the block
Mostly christian blues, country folk and southern rock
It’s a little piece of paradise way out here in the woods
There’s always something going on down in the trailerhoodAcross the street there’s gambling Jane who’s always got the poker game
If you care to try your luck you can buy a seat for 15 bucks
You can call to raise or you can check and fold ’em
I like five card stud but it’s mostly Texas hold ’emMusics playin’ up and down the block
Mostly christian blues, country folk and southern rock
It’s a little piece of paradise way out here in the woods
There’s always something going on down in the trailerhoodMy new tattoos and farmer tans, rodeo and NASCAR fans
Dallas Cowboy football on TV
When the storm starts getting bad, you hear the those sirens humming
Grab a six pack and a lawn chair there’s a tornado coming…. alright ….
Musics playin’ up and down the block
Mostly christian blues, country folk and southern rock
It’s a little piece of paradise way out here in the woods
There’s always something going on down in the trailerhoodI got ‘er made in the shade with the moonshine lemonade
There’s a party going on down in the trailerhoodBring me another beer, Momma