Lyrics Where I Come From - Remix - Montgomery Gentry , Colt Ford , The Lacs
Where
I
come
from
Son,
we
work
hard
Fly
flags
real
high
In
our
front
yard
Say
sir
or
ma'am
and
we
pray
before
meals
And
we
never
let
the
government
pay
our
bills
Hard-working
hustle
American
muscle
If
you
wanna
bail
out
Then
get
the
hell
out
'Cause
we
ain't
scared
and
we
don't
ever
run
And
damn
right
I'm
proud
of
where
I
come
from
Don't
you
dare
go
runnin'
down
my
little
town
where
I
grew
up
And
I
won't
cuss
your
city
lights
If
you
ain't
ever
took
a
ride
around
And
cruised
right
through
the
heart
of
my
town
Anything
you
say
would
be
a
lie
We
may
live
our
lives
a
little
slower
But
that
don't
mean
I
wouldn't
be
proud
to
show
ya'
Where
I
come
from
There's
an
old
farm
boy
out
turning
up
dirt
Where
I
come
from
There's
a
preacher
man
in
a
cowboy
shirt
Where
I
come
from
When
a
couple
of
boys
fight
in
the
parking
lot
No,
nobody's
gonna
call
the
cops
Where
I
come
from
See
that
door
right
there,
man
I
swear
It
ain't
never
been
locked
And
I
Guarantee
that
it
never
will
That
old
man
right
there
in
the
rocking
chair
At
the
courthouse
square
I'll
tell
you
now
He
could
buy
your
fancy
car
with
hundred
dollar
bills
Don't
let
those
faded
overalls
fool
ya
He
made
his
million
without
one
day
of
schoolin'
Where
I
come
from
There's
a
pickup
truck
with
the
tailgate
down
Where
I
come
from
The
pine
trees
are
singing
a
song
of
the
south
Where
I
come
from
That
little
white
church
is
gonna
have
a
crowd
Yeah,
I'm
pretty
damn
proud
of
where
I
come
from.
Naaww,
don't
need
no
meth
Got
a
cup
full
o'
Jack
Got
the
seat
laid
back
That
boys
on
the
track
Got
me
comin'
round
the
corner
Big
thirty-eight
squall
in
Party
people
with
me,
got
the
river
bass
callin'
Gun
rack
in
the
back
Like
shootin'
my
guns
Gonna
burn
my
trash
In
the
back
with
a
drum
Front
porch
swinging
when
it's
rainin'
Love
to
work
in
the
sun
Work
boots,
my
roots,
that's
where
I'm
from
Where
I
come
from
There's
an
old
farm
boy
out
turning
up
dirt
Where
I
come
from
There's
a
preacher
man
in
a
cowboy
shirt
Where
I
come
from
When
a
couple
of
boys
fight
in
the
parking
lot
No,
ain't
nobody
gonna
call
the
cops
Yeah,
that
river
runs
across
that
Oakland
rock
Where
I
come
from
Where
I
come
from
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