the old man was a good man he raised his children right taught us how to work hard and showed us how to fight told me about the good lord and when to use a gun made me very proud of where it is that i come from when i die put my bones in the dixie dirt look down on me smilin i don t want no feelins hurt all i leave behind me is a ragged old guitar i may not change the world but i m gonna leave a scar years they rolled on by the old man turned me loose way cross town i learned about them sad old country blues taught me how to pour out my heart and try to make it rhyme told me not to ever break but one law at a time when i die put my bones in the dixie dirt look down on me smilin i don t want no feelins hurt all i leave behind me is a ragged old guitar i may not change the world but i m gonna leave a scar i hope you wear me on your memory like a faded old tattoo i might not make no history book but i ll burn a page or two
['country rock', 'modern southern rock', 'rock', 'southern rock']