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There's buckshot in the welcome sign Quick Stop's got a Busch Light mine Get your groceries at the Dollar Tree Before they close at nine All about old dance stands, cold beer cans High school back to back state champs It ain't close to nothing That's why I love it I came out of nowhere Redneck roots were grown there Country and I don't care Always call it home there Learned how to love, learned how to fight Learned how to wrong, how to right Some things you choose, some things you can't Just who I am, yeah, I came out of nowhere (out of nowhere) I came out of nowhere (out of nowhere) Fried catfish on a Friday night Don't lock the doors 'cause there ain't no crime When your truck costs more than your double wide Kinda country you can't hide Talk about old dirt roads, cold moonshine Backwoods burning up in them pines It ain't close to nothing That's why I love it I came out of nowhere Redneck roots were grown there Country and I don't care Always call it home there Learned how to love, learned how to fight Learned how to wrong, how to right Some things you choose, some things you can't Just who I am, yeah, I came out of nowhere (out of nowhere) I came out of nowhere (out of nowhere) I know where I belong Just like that old John Denver song Take me home, take me home, take me home I came out of nowhere Redneck roots were grown there Country and I don't care (yeah) Learned how to love, learned how to fight Right near the day I die Some things you choose, some things you can't Just who I am, yeah, I came out of nowhere (out of nowhere) I came out of nowhere (out of nowhere)