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Artist/Band:
Alan Jackson
Lyrics for Song: Where I Come From
Lyrics for Album: 34 Number Ones [2010]
(Alan Jackson)
Well, I was rollin' wheels and shiftin' gears 'round that Jersey Turnpike
Barney stopped me with his gun ten minutes after midnight
Said, ''Sir, you broke the limit in that rusty ol' truck
I don't know about that accent son just where did you come from?''
I said, ''Where I come from it's corn bread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta front porch sittin'
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'
And workin' hard to get to heaven where I come from.''
Well, I was south of Detroit City, I pulled in this country kitchen
To try their brand of barbecue the sign said finger-lickin'
Well, I paid the tab and the lady asked me, ''How'd I like my biscuit?''
I'll be honest with you ma'am it ain't like mama fixed it.
'Cause where I come from it's corn bread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta front porch pickin'
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'
And workin' hard to get to heaven where I come from.
--- Instrumental ---
I was chasin' sun on 101 somewhere around Ventura
I lost a universal joint and I had to use my finger
This tall lady stopped and asked if I had plans for dinner
Said, ''No thanks ma'am, back home we like the girls that sing soprano.''
'Cause where I come from it's corn bread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta front porch sittin'
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'
And workin' hard to get to heaven where I come from.
--- Instrumental ---
Well, I was headed home on 65 somewhere around Kentucky
The CB rang for the bobtail rig that's rollin' on like thunder
Well, I answered him and he asked me, ''Aren't you from out in Tulsa?''
No, but you might'a seen me there I just dropped a load of salsa.
Where I come from it's corn bread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta front porch pickin'
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'
And workin' hard to get to heaven where I come from.
Where I come from it's corn bread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta back porch pickin'
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'
Workin' hard to get to heaven where I come from.
Where I come from.
Yeah, where I come from.
A lotta front porch sittin'
Starin' up at heaven
Where I come from.
Where I come from
Tryin' to make a livin'
Oh, where I come from
Tryin' to make a livin'...
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| Album Lyrics: 34 Number Ones [2010] |
Alan Jackson
"34 Number Ones [2010]"
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