I seen lost and I've seen found From sidewalks to interstates I'm bound to this place I 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 growing on me Now I know No, I mean I know where I'll go That I know where I'm coming from