Where I'm Comin' From

If the 4-H club and the FFA

Were the only local gangs where you grew up

If the grocery store was an 8-mile ride

And your mailman drove from the passenger side of his own truck

And if you know the melody

And all the words to "Love Lifted Me"

And every Baptist hymn that's ever been sung

Then you know where I'm comin' from

Did you ever wish that you'd never been born

Hoein' weeds in a field of corn while summer passed you by?

Have you ever heard a pressure cooker scream

While your mom and granny canned green beans in mid-July?

Well, if you remember how it felt

The sting of truth from a leather belt

If your daddy made you pay for what you've done

Then you know where I'm comin' from

You know exactly how it feels

To catch a flathead on a Zebco reel

And how your buddy's gonna laugh if he gets off

And you know how green alfalfa smells

And how that hayloft gets as hot as hell

And how your muscles burn with every bale you toss

And if you grew up in a place

Where you couldn't eat 'til you said grace

Whatever mama cooked, you ate your some

Then you know where I'm comin' from

When I say "Yes sir" and "Thank you, ma'am"

Right away you understand

A lot about the way that I was raised

A simple man who still believes

That hard work, faith, and family

Are virtues we could use more of these days

And common sense is in short supply

Criminals have all the rights

And I'll die before I let 'em take my guns

Now you know where I'm comin' from

Now you know where I'm comin' from