E A B
E A B
E A B
D A E
E A B
Well, I was rollin' wheels and shiftin gears 'round that Jersey Turnpike
E A B
When Barney stopped me with his gun, ten minutes after midnight
E A B
Said sir, you broke the limit in this rusty ol' truck
A B
I don't know about that accent son, just where did you come from?
E A B
I said where I come, from it's cornbread and chicken
E A B
Where I come from, a lotta front porch sittin'
E A B
Where I come from, tryin' to make a livin'
D A E
And workin' hard to get to heaven, where I come from.
E A B
Well, I was south of Detroit City, I pulled in this country kitchen
E A B
To try their brand of barbecue, the sign said finger-lickin'
E A B
Well, I paid the tab and the lady asked me how'd I like my biscuit
A B
I'll be honest with you ma'am, it ain't like mama fixed it.
E A B
Cause where I come from, it's cornbread and chicken
E A B
Where I come from, a lotta front porch pickin'
E A B
Where I come from, tryin' to make a livin'
D A E
And workin' hard to get to heaven, where I come from.
(E) A B
E A B
E A B
D A E
E A B
I was chasin' sun on 101 somewhere around Ventura
E A B
I lost a universal joint and I had to use my finger
E A B
This tall lady stopped and asked if I had plans for dinner
A B
Said no thanks ma'am, back home we like the girls that sing soprano.
E A B
Cause where I come, from it's cornbread and chicken
E A B
Where I come from, a lotta front porch sittin'
E A B
Where I come from, tryin' to make a livin;
D A E
And workin' hard to get to heaven, where I come from.
(E) A B
E A B
E A B
D A E
E A B
Well, I was headed home on 65 somewhere around Kentucky
E A B
The CB rang for the bobtail rig that's rollin on like thunder
E A B
Well, I answered him and he asked me, aren't you from out in Tulsa
A B
No, but you might'a seen me there, I just dropped a load of salsa.
E A B
Where I come from, it's cornbread and chicken
E A B
Where I come from, a lotta front porch pickin'
E A B
Where I come from, tryin' to make a livin'
D A
And workin' hard to get to heaven, where I come -
E A B
- Where I come from, it's cornbread and chicken
E A B
Where I come from, a lotta back porch pickin'
E A B
Where I come from, tryin' to make a livin'
D A E
And workin' hard to get to heaven, where I come from.
A B E
Where I come from.
A B E
Yeah, where I come from.
A B D
A lotta front porch sittin'
A E
Starin' up at heaven, where I come from.
A B E
Where I come from
A B
Tryin' to make a livin'
E A B
D A E
Oh, where I come from
A B E
where I come from
Where I Come From chords
by Alan Jackson
The chords of Where I Come From by Alan Jackson are E, A, B, D. The level of this song is 1 out of 5, so very simple.