Where I come from a lotta front porch pickin'
This tall lady stopped and asked
Where I come from it's cornbread and chicken
The sign said finger lickin'
To try their brand of barbecue
Where I come from yeah it's cornbread and chicken
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'
If I had plans for dinner
Oh, where I come from
Where I come from a lotta front porch sitin'
Said no thanks ma'am, back home
Just where did you come from
Well I was south of Detroit city
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'
I pulled in this country kitchen
I lost a universal joint and I had to use my finger
I don't know about that accent son
And workin' hard to get to Heaven, where I come from
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'
Somewhere around Kentucky
Somewhere around Ventura
We like the girls that sing soprano
It ain't like mama fixed it
I just dropped a load of salsa
And workin' hard to get to Heaven, where I come from
Aren't you from out in Tulsa?
I said where I come from it's cornbread and chicken
When Barney stopped me with his gun
No, but you might'a seen me there
I was chasin' sun on 101
Ten minutes after midnight
I'll be honest with you ma'am
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'
'Cause where I come from it's cornbread and chicken
Where I come from
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'
Where I come from a lotta back porch pickin'
And workin' hard to get to Heaven, where I come from
That's rollin' on like thunder
Where I come from a lotta front porch pickin'
Well I was headed home on 65
And workin' hard to get to Heaven, where I come from
Said sir you broke the limit in this rusty ol' truck
Starin' up at Heaven where I come from
And workin' hard to get to Heaven, where I come from
Where I come from a lotta front porch sitin'
The CB rang for a bobtail rig
How'd you like my biscuit
Well I answered him and he asked me
'Cause where I come from it's cornbread and chicken
Well I paid the tab and the lady asked me
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'
Yeah, where I come from a lotta front porch sitin'
