"Where I'm From" genre: Alternative Hip Hop
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	CD: The Smokehouse Style Kings   Label: Clear Blue Records Credits: © 2002 The Smokehouse Style Kings
	Lyrics WHERE I'M FROM Don't need to see them New York lights I like the ones around here just fine Don't need to bask in the California sun The sun shines mighty strong where I'm from Since I was a boy playin' round these hills Seen many fine days, hope to see plenty still Ain't tryin' to brag and I don't wanna jinx it But I've had a good life - it ain't broke I don't fix it Left many times but I miss my friends, kin, The smell of the country in the warm evening wind Spring thunderstorms, gully washers, downpours Nights spent talkin', drinkin' by them hot coals Now some think life elsewhere's better than where they're from Well I looked for a better place - I never found none Some folks scuttle off to hassle in big towns I just sit back and watch 'em all get trapped and beat down Been there too - somethin' that we all gotta go through Go out and bust loose - don't let sentiments hold you But it feels good to know I got a home to come home to Feel this in every other place that I go to Walking down to the river as the big shady trees Cascade like waterfalls and block the sunbeams Cracked, broken sidewalk under my feet Hot summer day - must be 90 degrees In the shade, but that's ok - 'cause I'll stop get some tea Or lemonade - carry out please - gotta be on my way A little late to hook up with this girl I just met But I bought her a pretty bouquet so she won't be upset Yeah I'll probably stick around - things are goin' just fine Got plans on the horizon and I'm havin' a great time Sort of grounded in this place - been many a time I split Traveled 'round a bit but somethin' pulls me back to it So it's down to the river by the gambling boats and cotton leaves To meet my blond cutie - she'll look so good, smell so sweet We'll hit the town, talk and laugh all night Come home, sit on the rooftop and watch the sunrise Yeah we got the feel for the real deal still Got that appeal from our heads to our heels From them loud smoky juke joints to them old backwoods mills Make other places look like landfills

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