There's a plot on a hilltop with a little patch of grass Where they'll lay my bones to rest When my time has come to pass Carve a Bible verse and two dates Separated by a dash on a piece of granite Mm, mm, mm I got my name from my daddy, and he got his from his And I pray when people hear it They'll remember what I did with my time on this dirt Until I'm 6 feet under it I won't take for granted every day I get I'll keep working hard, but quit chasing the money Pour my soul in this guitar, then save it every Sunday Wake my wife with a kiss, be a rock for my kids 'Til the good Lord calls me home I'll keep making a name for myself 'til they set it in stone I wanna sell out of tickets, but never be a sellout Buy a big ol' house in Franklin with a porch that wraps around And if I try to count my blessings, hope there's more than I can count And people call on me 'til they lay me down I'll keep working hard, but quit chasing the money Pour my soul in this guitar, then save it every Sunday Wake my wife with a kiss, be a rock for my kids 'Til the good Lord calls me home I'll keep making a name for myself 'til they set it in stone Oh, yeah, yeah I'll keep working hard, but quit chasing the money Pour my soul in this guitar, then save it every Sunday Wake my wife with a kiss, be a rock for my kids 'Til the good Lord calls me home I'll keep making a name for myself I'll keep making, making, making Oh, I'll keep making a name for myself 'til they set it in stone There's a plot on a hilltop with a little patch of grass Where they'll lay my bones to rest When my time has come to pass Carve a Bible verse and two dates Separated by a dash on a piece of granite