ترانه و شعر با صدای Travis Tritt
This old heart These old hands Made a good life for this old man You can call it passion Call it stubborn pride Call it what you want But I feel it inside
Same old fire burning like it did White-hot flame, even when I was a kid I've finally come far enough to know The living's in the getting where you wanna go
Morning sun up and gone Lord, shine your light On a working man's home I still do what I've always done I shoot straight, I'm a son of a gun And I don't worry about when I'm gone My legacy is set in stone
Saw it with some family Saw it with some friends How a candle burns when you light Both ends It don't take long The consequence is real Nobody wins when the devil does the deal
Could've took the path, forever running wild, If not for the wisdom A father to a child Picture of the man my daddy was to me Set me up a plan for who I wanna be
Morning sun up and gone Lord, shine your light On a working man's home I still do what I've always done I shoot straight, I'm a son of a gun I don't worry about when I'm gone My legacy is set in stone
Morning sun up and gone Lord, shine your light On a working man's home I still do what I've always done I shoot straight, I'm a son of a gun And I don't worry about when I'm gone My legacy is set in stone Lord, it's set in stone
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