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Text: Chris Knight. Heart of Stone. Heart Of Stone.

I grew up near what they call the flats
Ain't too many people knows where it's at
Can't hear the highway, can't see a way out
I guarantee it ain't nothin' worth cryin' about

Daddy left us all back in '91
Left us all wonderin' what it was we done
I'd stand in the yard and stare down the road
I guess I must have missed him now, I just don't know

Got the broken promises
Got the broken home
Don't break yourself on a
Heart of stone

I married a girl I met in Tennessee
The baby didn't make it, so neither did we
I still think about her but she's fadin' fast
It don't do no good to dwell on your past

Got the broken promises
Got the broken home
Don't break yourself on a
Heart of stone

Well, I call momma every now and then
To say I'm comin' home but I don't know when
Well, I ran into daddy but it's been so long
I don't tell momma, I don't let on

Got the broken promises
Got the broken home
Don't break yourself on a
Heart of stone

Well, I got drunk with daddy just the other night
He said "He was glad to see I turned out alright"
I hear people sayin', "Like father like son"
Don't think about it much but I worry 'bout it some

A heart of stone
Don't break yourself
On a heart of stone
Don't break yourself
On a heart of stone