One-Stop, Roots rock, Fast tempo, folk, bluesy, dark, moody, mysterious, gritty, swagger, dark, tough, rocking, Southern, Americana, swamp rock, Male vocals, acoustic guitar, organ, bass, percussion, drums, shaker, electric slide guitar, tambourine, Atlanta, United States
I was born in the mountains On the banks of the River James Where my father always taught me Who I am is more than a name So I write another love song Cause I feel these words in my head I was raised in the Bible Fear of God on my brow But I grew up hating others Til I met Jesus in a Georgia town So I write another love song Cause I feel these words in my mouth And I write another love song Til I feel the walls coming down Stood point-black with the Devil On the shores of the Great Salt Lake He said the gates of hell are coming To give me back more than I could take