Where I'm From - Charlie Farley

Where I’m from, me and my boys, we have a good time

Everybody’s tryna make a livin'

Where I’m from, our scars tell stories 'bout the past

And bad decisions, yeah prob’ly 'cause we didn’t listen

Where I’m from, momma knows best

Tryna walk a dirt road the Lords blessed

Where I’m from, where I’m from, where I’m from

Hop in, let me take you ridin' to the dirt that raised me

Ain’t no place amazin' as mine

You see that water tower?

Well I spent a lot of hours under it

Stealin' kisses from that girl at night, hold on

We could 'bout at Mize Crossin'

Where we drank and fought and raised hell 'til the cops shut us down

We’d crank that radio in the boat, throw each other in the river

Man it’s a miracle that none of us drowned

The smell of a campfire takes me back to the backside of De Queen Lake on 80

thousand deer in the rut

And I think of my first kiss every time I pass some honeysuckle

Ain’t nothin' like the smells of

Where I’m from, me and my boys, we have a good time

Everybody’s tryna make a livin'

Where I’m from, our scars tell stories 'bout the past

And bad decisions, yeah prob’ly 'cause we didn’t listen

Where I’m from, momma knows best

Tryna walk a dirt road the Lords blessed

Where I’m from, where I’m from, where I’m from

We’re all just blue collar folks

Workin' harder for a dollar than most

Goin' for broke, just hopin' to get ahead

Got a couple kids that need to be fed

Tryna keep a roof over our heads

But we don’t get depressed

'Cause we know we’re blessed to live out here

Where we shoot dear, the shines clear and the beers light

If you wanna see this place come to life come downtown on a Friday night

Them lights on that football field transform boys into men

A state ring means a legacy no one soon will forget

Those railroad tracks run past my granny’s house

And every Sunday evenin' while we’re eatin' it’ll come around

Blowin' that horn (Oh-woah)

Ain’t nothin' like them sounds of

Where I’m from, me and my boys, we have a good time

Everybody’s tryna make a livin'

Where I’m from, our scars tell stories 'bout the past

And bad decisions, yeah prob’ly 'cause we didn’t listen

Where I’m from, momma knows best

Tryna walk a dirt road the Lords blessed

Where I’m from, where I’m from, where I’m from

Where I’m from