Where I Come From - Jackson Alan, guitar chords

Published: 2014-06-11 18:37
Selection chords: Sofia Davis

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Well I was rollinʼ wheels and shiftinʼ gears round that Jersey Turnpike
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When Barney stopped me with his gun ten minutes after midnight
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Said sir you broke the limit in that rusty olʼ truck
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I donʼt know about that accent son, just where do you come from?

Chorus:
Lick starts
        E                      A
I said where I come from itʼs cornbread and chicken
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Where I come from lot of front porch sittin?
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Where I come from tryinʼ to make a livin?
       B7                     A            E
Workinʼ hard to get to heaven where I come from

Verse:
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Well I was south of Detroit city, pulled in this country kitchen
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To try their brand of barbeque the sign said finger lickin?
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Well I paid the tab and the lady asked me howʼd I like my biscuit
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Iʼll be honest with you maʼam it ainʼt like mama fixed it

Chorus:
Lick starts
      E                                 A
Cause where I come from itʼs cornbread and chicken
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Where I come from lot of front porch pickinʼ
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Where I come from tryinʼ to make a livinʼ
 B7                           A            E
Workinʼ hard to get to heaven where I come from

Verse:
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I was chasinʼ sun on 101 somewhere around Ventura
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I lost a universal joint and I had to use my finger
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This tall lady stopped and asked if I had plans for dinner
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Said no thanks maʼam, back home we like the girls that sing soprano

Chorus:
Lick starts
      E                                    A
Cause where I come from itʼs cornbread and chicken
   E                                 A
Where I come from lot of front porch sittinʼ
    E                              A
Where I come from tryinʼ to make a livinʼ
        B7                    A            E
Workinʼ hard to get to heaven where I come from

Verse:
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Well I was headed home on 65 somewhere around Kentucky
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The CB rang for a bobtail rig thatʼs rollinʼ on like thunder
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Well I answered him and he asked me arenʼt you from out in Tulsa
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No, but you mightʼa seen me there I just dropped a load of salsa

Chorus:
Lick starts
E                                   A
Where I come from itʼs cornbread and chicken
E                                       A
Where I come from lot of front porch sittinʼ
     E                      A
Where I come from tryinʼ to make a livinʼ
        B7                    A            E
Workinʼ hard to get to heaven where I come from

Chorus:
Lick starts
       E                                      A
I said where I come from itʼs cornbread and chicken
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Where I come from lot of back porch pickinʼ
     E                      A
Where I come from tryinʼ to make a livinʼ
B7                            A            E
Workinʼ hard to get to heaven where I come from
A            E     A            E
Where I come from, where I come from

      E                                        A
Yeah, where I come from a lot of front porch sittinʼ
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Starinʼ up at heaven where I come from
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Where I come from, where I come from
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tryinʼ to make a livinʼ Oh where I come from