Country music icon Alan Jackson‘s likeness now graces the brick exterior of the Redneck Gourmet building at 11 North Court Square in Newnan, Georgia. Artist Tim Davis is responsible for the 20-foot-by-40-foot mural depicting the musician who grew up in the small town along with his wife Denise.
“I feel very privileged to have been asked to paint this mural for Mr. Jackson and the city of Newnan,” Davis shared with Nash Country Daily. “The residents are wonderful people, and I have enjoyed every minute of it. Many people here have been following the progress and can attest that it has gone up without a hitch.”
Take a peek at the mural in progress…
“We expect this to be our most popular mural. We wanted the most visible location we could get,” Robert Hancock, a board member of Newnan’s artist-in-residence ArtRez program, told The Newnan Times-Herald.
If Davis’ work looks familiar to you, there’s a good reason for that. The artist previously painted the “Legends” mural in Nashville, which features multiple country music stars.
“We think hundreds of people will get off the interstate to get a selfie with their superstar Alan,” added Hancock.
Davis began working on the mural on September 29th and expects to finish it sometime next week. Jackson turns 60-years-old on October 17th, so that’s one heck of a birthday gift!
Share this news with other Alan Jackson fans and enjoy the tune referenced in the artwork below!
“Where I Come From” Lyrics
Well I was rollin’ wheels and shiftin’ gears
‘Round that Jersey Turnpike
When Barney stopped me with his gun
Ten minutes after midnight
Said sir you broke the limit in this rusty ol’ truck
I don’t know about that accent son
Just where did you come from
I said where I come from
It’s cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta front porch sittin’
Where I come from, tryin’ to make a livin’
And workin’ hard to get to heaven
Where I come from
Well I was south of Detroit City
I pulled in this country kitchen
To try their brand of barbecue
The sign said finger-lickin’
Well I paid the tab and the lady asked me
How’d you like my biscuit
I’ll be honest with you ma’am
It ain’t like mama fixed it
‘Cause where I come from
It’s cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta front porch pickin’
Where I come from, tryin’ to make a livin’
And workin’ hard to get to heaven
Where I come from
I was chasin’ sun on 101
Somewhere around Ventura
I lost a universal joint and I had to use my finger
This tall lady stopped and asked
If I had plans for dinner
Said no thanks ma’am, back home
We like the girls that sing soprano
‘Cause where I come from
It’s cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta front porch sitiin’
Where I come from, tryin’ to make a livin’
And workin’ hard to get to heaven
Where I come from
Well I was headed home on 65
Somewhere around Kentucky
And the CB rang for a bobtail rig
That’s rollin’ on like thunder
Well I answered him and he asked me
Aren’t you from out in Tulsa
No, but you might’a seen me there
I just dropped a load of salsa
Where I come from
It’s cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta front porch pickin’
Where I come from, tryin’ to make a livin’
And workin’ hard to get to heaven
Where I come from
Where I come from yeah
It’s cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta back porch pickin’
Where I come from, tryin’ to make a livin’
And workin’ hard to get to heaven
Where I come from
Where I come from
Yeah where I come from
A lotta front porch sittin’
Starin’ up at heaven
Where I come from
Where I come from
Tryin’ to make a livin’
Oh where I come from
Where I come from
