Alan Jackson Where I Come From Lyrics

Well, I was rolling wheels
And shifting gears
Round that Jersey Turnpike
When Barney stopped me with his gun
Ten minutes after midnight

Said, sir, you broke the limit
In this rusty old truck
I don't know about that accent, son
Just where did you come from

I said where I come from
It's cornbread and chicken
Where I come from
A lotta front porch sitting

Where I come from
Trying to make a living
And working hard to get to Heaven
Where I come from

Well, I's south of Detroit City
Pulled in this country kitchen
To try their brand of barbecue
The sign said finger-licking

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 picking

Where I come from
Trying to make a living
And working hard to get to Heaven
Where I come from

I was chasing 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 cornbread and chicken
Where I come from
A lotta front porch sitting

Where I come from
Trying to make a living
And working hard to get to Heaven
Where I come from

Well, I was headed home on 65
Somewhere around Kentucky
And the CB rang for the bobtail rig
That's rolling 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 front porch picking

Where I come from
Trying to make a living
And working hard to get to Heaven
Where I come from

Where I come from
Yeah, it's cornbread and chicken
Where I come from
A lotta back porch picking

Where I come from
Trying to make a living
And working hard to get to Heaven
Where I come from

Where I come from
Yeah, where I come from
A lotta front porch sitting
And staring up at Heaven
Where I come from

Where I come from
Trying to make a living

Oh, where I come from

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