Where I'm Coming From

I've seen lost and I've seen found

From sidewalks to interstates, I'm bound to this place

I've grown from this ground

I'm not pretty enough for pop

I'm not cool enough for indie rock

Too happy to sing the blues

And I'm too damn shy for dancing shoes

Street cred comes from a small town road

Off Cedar street with the tall pines blowing on me

Now I know, no, I may not know where I'll go

But I know where I'm coming from

Well, I take and I show

From the faces and the places that I go

Each one I use to make all the things I know

'Cause when I talk and when I sing

It's like a cinder block and a diamond ring

One small nugget and the other one shines

I use them all the time

I'm not pretty enough for pop

I'm not cool enough for indie rock

I'm too happy to sing the blues

And I'm too damn shy for dancing shoes

Street cred comes from a small town road

Off Cedar street with the tall pines blowing on me

Now I know, no, I may not know where I'll go

But I know where I'm coming from

Before my time is done

May not know what I'll become

May not know that I hope that I know

Where I'm coming from

I'm not pretty enough for pop

I'm not cool enough for indie rock

I'm too happy to sing the blues

I'm too damn shy for dancing shoes

Street cred comes from a small town road

Off Cedar street with the tall pines blowing on me

Now I know what I, I've become

No, I may not know where I'll go

But I know where I'm coming from