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
 That I know where I'm coming from
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 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 '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
 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
 That I know where I'm coming from
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 Before my time is done
 May not know what I'll become
 May not know that I know that I know where I'm coming from
 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
 That I know where I'm coming from