Letra
Ver letra con acordes
Capo 1
Intro
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Verse 1
On a three hour flight from Memphis to LA
I was silently celebrating my first class upgrade
Laughing at my jeans and my boots
Beside those high dollar shoes and Armani suits
Verse 2
When the gentlemen next to me said the drinks up here are free
So if you like, the first one can be on me
He said I m heading back from business in New York and Rome
Tell me son, where do you call home?
Chorus 1
I said I m from the front pew of a wooden white church
A courthouse clock that still don t work
Where a man s word means everything
Where moms and dads were high school flings
And gave their children grandmothers maiden names
Yes it may not sound like much
But it s where I m from
Verse 3
So we drank that round, and then another
There wasnt a topic in this world we did not cover
He said I headed out west when I was barely nineteen
Just a kid chasing my dreams
Verse 4
And I said Im flying out here to pick up my big brother
Hes been fighting the cancer they discovered
But he called last night and said I think this is the end
So come take me home to my family and my friends
Chorus 2
Where the quarterback dates the homecoming queen
The truck s a ford and the tractor s green
DC
And amazing grace is what we sing
Theres a county fair every fall
And your friends are there no matter when you call
It may not sound like much
But it s where I m from
Verse 5
And as we stood to claim the bags we checked
He said I ll pray for your brother and did I mention that
Italian suits havent always been my style
See I was the quarterback of my high school team
We took state back in sixty three
And my wife, shes still my homecoming queen
Chorus 3
Cuz Im from the front pew of a wooden white church
A courthouse clock that still dont work
Where a man s word means everything
Where moms and dads were high school flings
And gave their children grandmothers maiden names
Yes it may not sound like much
I said it may not sound like much
But it s where I m from
It s where I m from
CD
It s where I m from
Intro
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Verse 1
On a three hour flight from Memphis to LA
I was silently celebrating my first class upgrade
Laughing at my jeans and my boots
Beside those high dollar shoes and Armani suits
Verse 2
When the gentlemen next to me said the drinks up here are free
So if you like, the first one can be on me
He said I m heading back from business in New York and Rome
Tell me son, where do you call home?
Chorus 1
I said I m from the front pew of a wooden white church
A courthouse clock that still don t work
Where a man s word means everything
Where moms and dads were high school flings
And gave their children grandmothers maiden names
Yes it may not sound like much
But it s where I m from
Verse 3
So we drank that round, and then another
There wasnt a topic in this world we did not cover
He said I headed out west when I was barely nineteen
Just a kid chasing my dreams
Verse 4
And I said Im flying out here to pick up my big brother
Hes been fighting the cancer they discovered
But he called last night and said I think this is the end
So come take me home to my family and my friends
Chorus 2
Where the quarterback dates the homecoming queen
The truck s a ford and the tractor s green
DC
And amazing grace is what we sing
Theres a county fair every fall
And your friends are there no matter when you call
It may not sound like much
But it s where I m from
Verse 5
And as we stood to claim the bags we checked
He said I ll pray for your brother and did I mention that
Italian suits havent always been my style
See I was the quarterback of my high school team
We took state back in sixty three
And my wife, shes still my homecoming queen
Chorus 3
Cuz Im from the front pew of a wooden white church
A courthouse clock that still dont work
Where a man s word means everything
Where moms and dads were high school flings
And gave their children grandmothers maiden names
Yes it may not sound like much
I said it may not sound like much
But it s where I m from
It s where I m from
CD
It s where I m from