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'd 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 plowboy
turning up
dirt
Where I come
from
There's a
preacher man
in a cowboy
shirt
Where I come
from
Where a
couple 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
that it
ain't never
been locked
And I
guarantee
that it
never will
That ol' man
right there
in the
rocking
chair
At the
courthouse
square
I'll tell ya
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
schooling
Where I come
from
There's a
pickup truck
with the
tailgate
down
Where I come
from
The pine
trees are
singin' a
song of the
South
Where I come
from
That little
white church
is gonna
have a
crownd
Yeah I m
pretty damn
proud
Where I come
from
Where I come
from
There's a
big ol' moon
shining down
at night
Where I come
from
There's a
man done
wrong gonna
make it
right
Where I come
from
There's an
old plowboy
turning up
dirt
Where I come
from
There's a
preacher man
in a cowboy
shirt
Where I come
from
Where a
couple boys
fight in the
parking lot
No ain't
nobody gonna
call the
cops
Yeah that
river runs
across that
ol' flat
rock
Where I come
from
Where I come
from