Introduction:
Where I Come From, a heartfelt country ballad, was released in July 2001 by the iconic country music singer Alan Jackson. The song became the third single from his critically acclaimed album, When Somebody Loves You. While Keith Stegall served as the album’s producer, Where I Come From stands out as one of Jackson’s self-written works, showcasing his talent not only as a performer but also as a songwriter.
The song quickly resonated with audiences, climbing the charts and solidifying its place as a country music favorite. Where I Come From reached the pinnacle of the Billboard Country charts in October 2001, marking Jackson’s 18th No. 1 hit on that particular chart. The song’s success extended beyond the country genre, achieving a respectable No. 58 position on the Billboard Hot Country Singles & Tracks chart upon its release.
Where I Come From isn’t just a chart-topping hit; it’s a song that evokes a sense of nostalgia and celebrates small-town values. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of a place defined by simple pleasures, hard work, and strong community bonds. Jackson’s warm vocals and the accompanying instrumentation, featuring elements like steel guitar and fiddle, create a sonic tapestry that perfectly complements the lyrical narrative.
The song’s enduring popularity is a testament to its ability to connect with listeners on a personal level. Where I Come From has become an anthem for those who cherish their roots and find comfort in the familiarity of their hometown. It’s a song that celebrates the American heartland and the values that many hold dear.
Since its release, Where I Come From has been covered by numerous artists and continues to be a staple on country radio stations. The song’s impact extends beyond the music industry; it has been featured in films and television shows, further solidifying its place in popular culture. Where I Come From stands as a cornerstone of Alan Jackson’s discography and a timeless classic of country music.
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Lyrics:
Well, I was rollin’ wheels and shiftin’ gears‘Round that Jersey TurnpikeBarney stopped me with his gunTen minutes after midnightSaid, “Sir, you broke the limit in this rusty ol’ truckI don’t know about that accent, sonJust where did you come from?”
I said where I come fromIt’s cornbread and chickenWhere I come from, a lot of front porch sitin’Where I come from, tryna make a livin’And workin’ hard to get to HeavenWhere I come from
Well, I was south of Detroit cityI pulled in this country kitchenTo try their brand of barbecueThe sign said finger-lickin’Well, I paid the tab and the lady asked meHow’d you like my biscuit“I’ll be honest with you, ma’amIt ain’t like mama fixed it”
‘Cause where I come fromIt’s cornbread and chickenWhere I come from, a lot of front porch pickin’Where I come from, tryna make a livin’And workin’ hard to get to HeavenWhere I come from
I was chasin’ sun on 101Somewhere around VenturaAnd I lost a universal joint and I had to use my fingerThis tall lady stopped and askedIf I had plans for dinnerSaid, “No thanks, ma’am, back homeWe like the girls that sing soprano”
‘Cause where I come fromIt’s cornbread and chickenWhere I come from, a lot of front porch sitin’Where I come from, tryna make a livin’And workin’ hard to get to HeavenWhere I come from
Well, I was headin’ home on 65Somewhere around KentuckyAnd the CB rang the bobtail rigThat’s rollin’ on like thunderWell, I answered him and he asked me“Aren’t you from out in Tulsa ““No, but you might’ve seen me thereI just dropped a load of salsa”
Where I come from, it’s cornbread and chickenWhere I come from, a lot of front porch pickin’Where I come from, tryna make a livin’And workin’ hard to get to HeavenWhere I come
Where I come from, yeah, it’s cornbread and chickenWhere I come from, a lot of back porch pickin’Where I come from, tryna make a livin’And workin’ hard to get to heaven
Where I come fromWhere I come fromYeah, where I come fromA lot of front porch sitiin’Starin’ up at heavenWhere I come fromWhere I come fromTryna make a livin’
Oh, where I come fromWhere I come from