I know where I come from:
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How 'bout you?
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I don't need baggy clothes,
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Or rings in my nose to be cool.
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The scars on my knuckles,
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Match these scuffs on these cowboy boots.
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An' there's a whole lot more like me:
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How 'bout you?
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I punch the clock tryin' to make it to the top:
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How 'bout you?
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I ain't got no blue-blood trust fund,
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I can dip in to.
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Yeah, I wish Uncle Sam would give a damn,
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About the man who's collar's blue.
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But if he don't, hell, I'll make it on my own:
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How 'bout you?
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An' how 'bout you?
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Do you feel the way I do?
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To tell the truth,
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I think we're the chosen few.
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But that's just me:
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How 'bout you?
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I still say: "Yes, Ma'am" to my Momma:
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How 'bout you?
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If I shake your hand, look you in the eye,
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You can bet your ass, it'll be the truth.
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I cover my heart with my hat,
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When they fly that Red, White and Blue,
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Just like my Daddy taught me:
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How 'bout you?
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An' how 'bout you?
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Do you feel the way I do?
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To tell the truth,
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I think we're the chosen few.
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But that's just me:
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Well, how 'bout you?
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I like my country rockin',
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How 'bout you?
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Just put me on a stage, man,
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Turn it up an' I'll turn it loose.
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Yeah, give me a crowd that's redneck an' loud,
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We'll raise the roof.
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Hell, I might just stay all night long.
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How 'bout you?
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Do you feel the way I do?
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To tell the truth,
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I think we're the chosen few.
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An' how 'bout you?
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Do you feel the way I do?
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'Cause, man, I know where I come from:
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How 'bout you?
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How Bout You
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Eric Church |