Patty Griffin - Where i come from

^EmWhere I come from It's a land of many ^Cislands ^EmTwo rivers run to the east and to the w^Cest W^Danted to run away far as I could As fast as ^CI could get ^DNo matter where I've been Can't escape who I am o^Cr forget ^{Em C}

^EmWhere I come from Paint is peeling ^Call the time ^EmWinter's long, gets into your b^Coots ^DThe river high and wild High and wild in the spr^Cingtime ^DStories come through our faded little town When the s^Cun shines

^EmVeterans The veterans of all the ^Cpast wars ^EmSit outside on a Sunday aftern^Coon ^DThe mills closed down long ago So we're way past unem^Cployment ^DA good bad joke someone told on our town For their enj^Coyment

^EmThe September sun Colors boldl^Cy flying ^EmPretty reds, oranges, golds,^C and brown ^DMost beautiful as the light is d^Cying ^DMost beautiful as the day goes^C down