Written by Rodney Clawson/Dallas Davidson
() Intro: Am F C G (2x) Am F C G Don't you dare go runnin' down my little town where I grew up Am F C G And I won't cuss your city lights Am F C G If you ain't ever took a ride around and cruised right through the heart of my town Am F C G Anything you say would be a lie F G We may live our lives a little slower F G But that don't mean I wouldn't be proud to show yaIntro: Am F C G Am F C G See that door right there, man, I swear it ain't never been locked Am F C G And I guarantee that it never will Am F C G That old man right there in the rocking chair at the courthouse square I'll tell you now Am F C G He could buy your fancy car with hundred dollar bills F G Don't let those faded overalls fool ya F G He made his bill without one day of schoolin'Am F C G Where I come from, there's an old plow boy out turning up dirt Am F C G Where I come from, there's a preacher man in a cowboy shirt Am F C G Where I come from, where a couple of boys fight in the parking lot Dm C F No, nobody's gonna call the cops, where I come fromIntro: Am F Am G G Am F C G Where I come from, there's a big ole' moon shining down at night Am F C G Where I come from, there's a man done wrong gonna make it right Am F C G Where I come from, there's an old plow boy out turning up dirt Am F C G Where I come from, there's a preacher man in a cowboy shirt Am F C G Where I come from, where a couple of boys fight in the parking lot Dm C F No, ain't nobody gonna call the cops Dm C F Yeah, that river runs across that ol' Flint rock Am F C G Where I come from, Am F C G where I come from Outro: Am F C G (2x)Am F C G Where I come from, there's a pickup truck with the tailgate down Am F C G Where I come from, the pine trees are singing a song of the south Am F C G Where I come from, that little white church is gonna have a crowd Dm C F Yeah, I'm pretty damn proud of where I come from
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