Lyrics
i know where i come from: how 'bout you?, i don't need baggy clothes, or rings in my nose to be cool. the scars on my knuckles, match these scuffs on these cowboy boots. an' there's a whole lot more like me: how 'bout you?, i punch the clock tryin' to make it to the top: how 'bout you?, i ain't got no blue-blood trust fund, i can dip in to. yeah, i wish uncle sam would give a damn, about the man who's collar's blue. but if he don't, hell, i'll make it on my own: how 'bout you?, an' how 'bout you?, do you feel the way i do?, to tell the truth, i think we're the chosen few. but that's just me: how 'bout you?, i still say: "yes, ma'am" to my momma: how 'bout you?, if i shake your hand, look you in the eye, you can bet your ass, it'll be the truth. i cover my heart with my hat, when they fly that red, white and blue, just like my daddy taught me: how 'bout you?, an' how 'bout you?, do you feel the way i do?, to tell the truth, i think we're the chosen few. but that's just me: well, how 'bout you?, i like my country rockin', how 'bout you?, just put me on a stage, man, turn it up an' i'll turn it loose. yeah, give me a crowd that's redneck an' loud, we'll raise the roof. hell, i might just stay all night long. how 'bout you?, do you feel the way i do?, to tell the truth, i think we're the chosen few. an' how 'bout you?, do you feel the way i do?, 'cause, man, i know where i come from: how 'bout you?
Song details
Artist: church, eric