"Set In Stone" lyrics

"Set In Stone"

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


Writer(s): Brent Cobb, Adam Hood, Travis Tritt
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