I've seen lost and I've seen found from
Sidewalks to interstates I'm bound to this place
I'm grown from this ground
I'm not pretty enough for pop
I'm not cool enough for indie rock
I'm too happy to sing the blues
Cnd I'm too damn shy for dancing shoes
My street cred comes from a small town road
Off Cedar Street where the tall pines grow
Cnd I may not 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's more rugged and the other one shines
I use 'em 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
Cnd I'm too damn shy for dancing shoes
My street cred comes from a small town road
Off Cedar Street where the tall pines grow
Cnd I may not know
No, I may not know where I'll go
But I know where I'm coming from
Before my time is done
I may not know what I'll become
I may not know where I'll go
But 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
My street cred comes from a small town road
Off Cedar Street where the tall pines grow
Cnd I may not know
What I'll, I'll become
No, I may not know where I'll go
But I know where I'm coming from