Alan Jackson – Where I Come From Lyrics  Share

From Alan Jackson's album: When Somebody Loves You

(Alan Jackson)

Well I was rollin^, wheels and shiftin^, gears
^,Round that Jersey Turnpike
When 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 do you come from

I said where I come from
It^,s cornbread 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 cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta front porch pickin^,
Where I come from tryin^, to make a livin^,
Workin^, hard to get to heaven
Where I come from

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
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We like the girls that sing soprano

^,Cause where I come from
It^,s cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta front porch sittin^,
Where I come from tryin^, to make a livin^,
Workin^, hard to get to heaven
Where I come from

Well I was headed home on 65
Somewhere around Kentucky
The CB rang for a 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 have seen me there
I just dropped a load of salsa

Where I come from it^,s cornbread 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 sitting
Starin^, up at heaven
Where I come from
Where I come from
Tryin^, to make a livin^,
Tryin^, to make a livin^,
Oh, where I come from
Where I come from
Yeah, where I come from
Get back down there sometime
Where I come from
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