F Dm C F Dm C F
There’s a southern accent, where I come from
Dm C F
The young’uns call it country
Bb C
The yankees call it dumb
Dm C F
I got my own way of talkin’
Bb C Dm C Bb
But everything is done, with a southern accent
(still Bb) F
Where I come from
F Dm C F
Now that drunk tank in Atlanta’s
Dm C F
Just a motel room to me
Dm C F
Think I might go work Orlando
Bb C
If them orange groves don’t freeze
Dm C F
I got my own way of workin’
Bb C Dm C Bb
But everything is run, with a southern accent
Bb F
Where I come from
Bb Dm
For just a minute there I was dreaming
Bb Dm
For just a minute it was all so real
G C F Bb F
For just a minute she was standing there, with me
F Dm C F
There’s a dream I keep having
Dm C F
Where my mama comes to me
Dm C F
And kneels down over by the window
Bb C
And says a prayer for me
Dm C F
I got my own way of prayin’
Bb C
But everyone’s begun
Dm C Bb
With a southern accent
Bb F
Where I come from
Dm C F
I got my own way of livin’
Bb C
But everything gets done
Dm C Bb
With a southern accent
Bb F
Where I come from
