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You see that tiny street
They call an avenue
It’s where I scraped my knees
It’s where my tongue turned blue
Where I told my first lie
It’s where I learned the truth
Perfect time to kiss
Is when she don’t ask you to

Still some folks get confused some
Kindly ask, “Where are you from?”
Well

I’m from my momma’s eyes
I’m from my daddy’s grin
I’m from a potholed road
Where you ain’t never been
I’m from small town high
Still bleeding tiger pride
I’m from a beat-up house
That they ain’t quite tore down
I’m from the V8 sound
In that old tailgate town
I’m from a crooked bridge
Where my story begins
So if you ask, you need to know
I’m from home

Momma raised me on the bible
Did the best she knows
Couldn’t shake that devil
Living in these bones
I learned rock & roll
In the church parking lot
Now this six string dream’s
The only prayer I got

I’m from my momma’s eyes
I’m from my daddy’s grin
I’m from a potholed road
Where you ain’t never been
I’m from small town high
Still bleeding tiger pride
I’m from a beat-up house
That they ain’t quite tore down
I’m from the V8 sound
In that old tailgate town
I’m from a crooked bridge
Where my story begins
So if you need to know
I’m from home

Ain’t about who you know
Ain’t about where you go
Only matter’s who you are
No matter where you start

I’m from my momma’s eyes
I’m from my daddy’s grin
I’m from a potholed road
Where you ain’t never been
I’m from small town high
Still bleeding tiger pride
I’m from a beat-up house
That they ain’t quite tore down
I’m from the V8 sound
In that old tailgate town
I’m from a crooked bridge
Where my story begins
So if you ask, you need to know
These old songs ain’t just for show
No matter where I go
I’m from home