Where I Come From

Alan Jackson

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Intro                   I WAS ROLLING WHEELS AND SHIFTING GEARS ’ROUND THAT JERSEY TURNPIKE. WHEN BARNEY STOPPED ME WITH HIS GUN TEN MINUTES AFTER MIDNIGHT.         SAID SIR YOU BROKE THE LIMIT IN THAT RUSTY OL’ TRUCK.   STOP I DON’T KNOW ABOUT THAT ACCENT SON    JUST WHERE DID YOU COME FROM? I SAID WHERE I COME FROM ITS CORNBREAD AND  CHICKEN.           WHERE I COME FROM   A LOT OF FRONT PORCH SITTING. WHERE I COME FROM AND WORKING HARD TO GET TO  HEAVEN. WHERE I COME FROM.      VERSE      2 I WAS SOUTH OF DETROIT CITY.   PULLED INTO THIS COUNTRY KITCHEN TO TRY THEIR BRAND OF BARBQUE SIGN SAYES FINGER LICKING. WELL I PAID THE TAB AND THE LADY ASKED ME HOW’D I LIKE MY BISCUIT?                       STOP I’LLBE HONEST WITH YOU MA’ME   IT AN’T LIKE MOMA’S FIXED IT. TO CHOURS                                                                           MUSIC                     VERSE    3 I WUZ CHASING SUN ON 101   SOMEWHERE ’ROUND VENTURA. I HAD LOST A UNIVERSAL JOINT AND I HAD TO USE MY FINGER. THIS TALL LADY STOPPED AND ASKED IF I HAD PLANS FOR DINNER.                                      STOP I SAID NO THANKS  MA’ME BACK HOME WE LIKE GIRLS THAT SING SAPRANO. CHOURS MUSIC                     VERSE   3 I WAS HEADING HOME ON 65   SOME WHERE AROUND KENTUCKY. THE CB RANG FROM A BOBTAIL RIG THAT’S A ROLLING ON LIKE THUNDER. WELL I ANSWERED HIM AND HE ASKED ME AREN’T YOU FROM OUT IN TULSA?   NO BUT YOU MIGHT’A SEEN ME THERE STOP I JUST DROPPED A LOAD OF SALSA. CHOURS   CODA I SAID WHERE I COME FROM ITS CORNBREAD AND  CHICKEN. WHERE I COME FROM                   LOT OF FRONT PORCH SITTING. WHERE I COME FROM          TRYING TO MAKE A LIVING AND WORKING HARD TO GET TO HEAVEN WHERE I COME  FROM

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La chanson évoque avec nostalgie les racines et le mode de vie simple de l'Amérique rurale. Elle parle de souvenirs liés à des plats traditionnels comme le pain de maïs et le poulet, et à des moments passés sur la véranda à discuter et à profiter de la vie. Le narrateur partage diverses anecdotes de voyages, où il se confronte à des questions sur son origine, tout en restant attaché à ce qu'il considère comme sa vraie maison, avec un fort lien à sa culture et à ses valeurs, notamment le travail acharné et la foi. Les références à des lieux spécifiques amplifient ce sentiment d’appartenance, soulignant l'importance de nos origines dans la construction de notre identité.