Well, I'll have a truck driving song about where I come from. I'm going to get a little help from some girls here that some of y'all might recognize. The Dallas Cowboy Cheerleaders. They've brought me to life. I was rolling wheels and shifting gears around that Jersey turnpike and Barney stopped me with his gun ten minutes after midnight. He said, sir, you broke the limit and had a rusty old truck. I don't know about that accent, son, just where did you come from? I said, where I come from is cornbread and chicken. Where I come from a lot of front porch sitting. Where I come from trying to make a living working hard to get to heaven. Where I come from. I sailed to Detroit City pulled in this country kitchen. Try their brand of barbecues I said, finger licking. I paid the tab, my lady asked me how'd I like my biscuit. I'll be honest with you, ma'am, it ain't like mama fixed it. Cause where I come from is cornbread and chicken. Where I come from a lot of back porch sitting. Where I come from trying to make a living working hard to get to heaven. Where I come from. While chasing sun on 101 somewhere around Ventura I lost a universal joint and I had to use my finger. This tall lady stopped me if I had plans for dinner. I said, no thanks ma'am, back home we like the girls that sing soprano. Where I come from is cornbread and chicken. Where I come from a lot of back porch picking. Where I come from trying to make a living working hard to get to heaven. Where I come from. . . . Well I was heading home on 65 somewhere around Kentucky and CB rang for the bob tail rig it's rolling on like thunder. I answered him and he asked me aren't you from out in Tulsa? Naw, but you might have seen me there just dropped a load of salsa. Where I come from is cornbread and chicken. Where I come from a lot of front porch picking. Where I come from trying to make a living working hard to get to heaven. Where I come from. Yeah, it's cornbread and chicken. Where I come from a lot of back porch spitting. Where I come from trying to make a living working hard to get to heaven. Where I come from. Where I come from oh, just trying to make a living, y'all. He's doing the best he can. Pay our bills. And old Uncle Sam. Where I come from. Where I come from. Yeah, it's homegrown and made of yarn. Homegrown and made of yarn. Little sweet things like this. You know we say our prayers and pledge allegiance. Where I come from. Woo! Thank you so much, Dallas, Texas. We appreciate it. Y'all have a good time tonight. God bless you. Thank you, cheerleader. Alan Jackson! Alan Jackson, ladies and gentlemen! Thank you. Thank you.