Where I Come From(Chords)

	        Intro  E  A  B7  E  A B7 E A  B7 D  A  E 
 
E 
I WAS ROLLING WHEELS AND SHIFTING GEARS 
A                      B7 
'ROUND THAT JERSEY TURNPIKE. 
E 
WHEN BARNEY STOPPED ME WITH HIS GUN 
A                                  B7 
TEN MINUTES AFTER MIDNIGHT. 
E  
SAID SIR YOU BROKE THE LIMIT 
A                         B7 
IN THAT RUSTY OL' TRUCK. 
D STOP 
I DON'T KNOW ABOUT THAT ACCENT SON,   
JUST WHERE DID YOU COME FROM? 
 
E  
I SAID WHERE I COME FROM, 
A                                    B7 
ITS CORNBREAD AND  CHICKEN. 
E                                       
WHERE I COME FROM,  
A                             B7  
A LOT OF FRONT PORCH SITTING. 
E  
WHERE I COME FROM, 
A                                B7 
TRYING TO MAKE A  LIVING, 
D                           A 
AND WORKING HARD TO GET TO  HEAVEN. 
                       E 
WHERE I COME FROM. 
   
    
VERSE      2 
I WAS SOUTH OF DETROIT CITY.  
PULLED INTO THIS COUNTRY KITCHEN 
TO TRY THEIR BRAND OF BARBQUE, 
SIGN SAYES FINGER LICKING. 
WELL I PAID THE TAB AND THE LADY ASKED ME, 
HOW'D I LIKE MY BISCUIT? 
                      STOP 
I'LLBE HONEST WITH YOU MA'ME  
IT AN'T LIKE MOMA'S FIXED IT. 
 
TO CHOURS                                                                          
MUSIC                    
 
VERSE    3 
I WUZ CHASING SUN ON 101  
SOMEWHERE 'ROUND VENTURA. 
I HAD LOST A UNIVERSAL JOINT AND I HAD TO USE MY FINGER. 
THIS TALL LADY STOPPED AND ASKED IF I HAD PLANS FOR DINNER. 
                                     STOP 
I SAID NO THANKS  MA'ME, BACK HOME WE LIKE GIRLS THAT SING SAPRANO. 
 
CHOURS 
MUSIC    E  A  B7  E  A B7 E A  B7 D  A  E 
 
VERSE   3 
I WAS HEADING HOME ON 65  
SOME WHERE AROUND KENTUCKY. 
THE CB RANG FROM A BOBTAIL RIG 
THAT'S A ROLLING 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, 
STOP 
I JUST DROPPED A LOAD OF SALSA. 
 
CHOURS  
 
CODA 
I SAID WHERE I COME FROM 
ITS CORNBREAD AND  CHICKEN. 
WHERE I COME FROM  
LOT OF FRONT PORCH SITTING. 
WHERE I COME FROM 
TRYING TO MAKE A LIVING, 
AND WORKING HARD TO GET TO HEAVEN, 
WHERE I COME  FROM 
 
 

	        

Written by Alan Jackson