WHERE I COME FROM...



I love this song...it's about heritage and tradition and being from the south without all that rebel racist shit.Tom fucking rules...you can tell his heart is driving this one.
I tried to do an acapella version of it today but I got hung up on the bridge/ third verse...

There's a southern accent, where I come from
The younguns call it country
The yankees call it dumb
I got my own way of talkin
But everything is done, with a southern accent
Where I come from

Now that drunk tank in atlanta
Just a motel room to me
Think I might go work orlando
If them orange groves dont freeze
I got my own way of workin'
And everything is run, with a southern accent
Where I come from

For just a minute there I was dreaming
For just a minute it was all so real
For just a minute she was standing there, with me

There's a dream I keep having
Where my mama comes to me
And kneels down over by the window
And says a prayer for me
I got my own way of prayin'
And everyone's begun
With a southern accent
Where I come from

I got my own way of livin'
And everything is done
With a southern accent
Where I come from

I just lost it there...I miss my mom , a lot these days.
Go figure.