Blackberry Smoke - Leave a Scar Lyrics

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Leave a Scar

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What Are The Lyrics For Leave a Scar By Blackberry Smoke?
The old man was a good man he raised his children right
He 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 father in the big same urn Look down at me smiling I don't want no beating tune All I leave behind me is a rag of old guitars I may not change the world but I'm gonna leave a scar Years a row nobody ,the old man turned me loose Way cross town I learned about those sad ol' country blues Taught me how to prep my heart from trying to make it right Told me not to ever break one alone at a time When I die put my father in the big same urn Look down at me smiling I don't want no beating tune All I leave behind me is a rag of old guitars I may not change the world but I'm gonna leave a scar Hope you have me on your memory like a painted old tattoo I might not make a history book but I'll burn a page or two Yeah When I die put my father in the big same urn Look down at me smiling I don't want no beating tune All I leave behind me is a rag of old guitars I may not change the world but I'm gonna leave a scar |
Who Wrote Leave a Scar By Blackberry Smoke?
Charlie Starr, Travis Meadows
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What's The Duration Of The Leave a Scar By Blackberry Smoke?The duration of Leave a Scar is 3:34 minutes and seconds. |
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