Key: A
Introduction: F C G
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 ya
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 from
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 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
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