Where I'm From
Hmm, where-
Where I'm-
Where I'm from, me and my boys, we have a good time
Everybody's tryna make a livin'
Where I'm from, our scars tell stories 'bout the past
And bad decisions, yeah, probably 'cause we didn't listen
Where I'm from, momma knows best
Tryna walk a dirt road, the Lords blessed
Where I'm from, where I'm from, where I'm from
Hop in, let me take you ridin' to the dirt that raised me
Ain't no place amazin' as mine
You see that water tower?
Well, I spent a lot of hours under it
Stealin' kisses from that girl at night, hold on
We could 'bout at Mize Crossin'
Where we drank and fought and raised hell 'til the cops shut us down
We crank that radio in the boat, throw each other in the river
Man, it's a miracle that none of us drowned
The smell of a campfire takes me back to the backside
Of De Queen Lake on 80 thousand deer in the rut
And I think of my first kiss every time I pass some honeysuckle
Ain't nothin' like the smells of
Where I'm from, me and my boys, we have a good time
Everybody's tryna make a livin'
Where I'm from, our scars tell stories 'bout the past
And bad decisions, yeah, probably 'cause we didn't listen
Where I'm from, momma knows best
Tryna walk a dirt road, the Lords blessed
Where I'm from, where I'm from, where I'm from
We're all just blue collar folks
Workin' harder for a dollar than most
Goin' for broke, just hopin' to get ahead
Got a couple kids that need to be fed
Tryna keep a roof over our heads
But we don't get depressed
'Cause we know we're blessed to live out here
Where we shoot deer, the shines clear and the beers light
If you wanna see this place come to life, come downtown on a Friday night
The lights on that football field transform boys into men
A state ring means a legacy no one soon will forget
Those railroad tracks run past my granny's house
And every Sunday evenin' while we're eatin' it'll come around
Blowin' that horn
Ain't nothin' like them sounds of
Where I'm from, me and my boys, we have a good time
Everybody's tryna make a livin'
Where I'm from, our scars tell stories 'bout the past
And bad decisions, yeah, probably 'cause we didn't listen
Where I'm from, momma knows best
Tryna walk a dirt road, the Lords blessed
Where I'm from, where I'm from, where I'm from
Hmm, where-
Where I'm from
Where I'm-
Where I'm from, me and my boys, we have a good time
Everybody's tryna make a livin'
Where I'm from, our scars tell stories 'bout the past
And bad decisions, yeah, probably 'cause we didn't listen
Where I'm from, momma knows best
Tryna walk a dirt road, the Lords blessed
Where I'm from, where I'm from, where I'm from
Hop in, let me take you ridin' to the dirt that raised me
Ain't no place amazin' as mine
You see that water tower?
Well, I spent a lot of hours under it
Stealin' kisses from that girl at night, hold on
We could 'bout at Mize Crossin'
Where we drank and fought and raised hell 'til the cops shut us down
We crank that radio in the boat, throw each other in the river
Man, it's a miracle that none of us drowned
The smell of a campfire takes me back to the backside
Of De Queen Lake on 80 thousand deer in the rut
And I think of my first kiss every time I pass some honeysuckle
Ain't nothin' like the smells of
Where I'm from, me and my boys, we have a good time
Everybody's tryna make a livin'
Where I'm from, our scars tell stories 'bout the past
And bad decisions, yeah, probably 'cause we didn't listen
Where I'm from, momma knows best
Tryna walk a dirt road, the Lords blessed
Where I'm from, where I'm from, where I'm from
We're all just blue collar folks
Workin' harder for a dollar than most
Goin' for broke, just hopin' to get ahead
Got a couple kids that need to be fed
Tryna keep a roof over our heads
But we don't get depressed
'Cause we know we're blessed to live out here
Where we shoot deer, the shines clear and the beers light
If you wanna see this place come to life, come downtown on a Friday night
The lights on that football field transform boys into men
A state ring means a legacy no one soon will forget
Those railroad tracks run past my granny's house
And every Sunday evenin' while we're eatin' it'll come around
Blowin' that horn
Ain't nothin' like them sounds of
Where I'm from, me and my boys, we have a good time
Everybody's tryna make a livin'
Where I'm from, our scars tell stories 'bout the past
And bad decisions, yeah, probably 'cause we didn't listen
Where I'm from, momma knows best
Tryna walk a dirt road, the Lords blessed
Where I'm from, where I'm from, where I'm from
Hmm, where-
Where I'm from
Credits
Writer(s): Jared Ryan Sciullo, Charlie Farley, Renee Myers
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