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Cody Johnson - "Never Go Home Again" (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cody Johnson
Cody Johnson
Lead Vocals
Brian Pruitt
Brian Pruitt
Drums
Dan Dugmore
Dan Dugmore
Lap Steel Guitar
David Dorn
David Dorn
Keyboards
Doug Kahan
Doug Kahan
Bass Guitar
J.T. Corenflos
J.T. Corenflos
Electric Guitar
Joel Key
Joel Key
Acoustic Guitar
Tammy King
Tammy King
Fiddle
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Forrest
Christopher Forrest
Songwriter
Cody Johnson
Cody Johnson
Songwriter
Trent Wayne Willmon
Trent Wayne Willmon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jack Clarke
Jack Clarke
Mixing Engineer
Trent Willmon
Trent Willmon
Producer

Lyrics

Scatter gun blast, hands in the air Half a million in a burlap sack Y'all have a nice day as we make our way To the caddy in the alley out back See when the times get hard Some good old boys turn to a life a sin We're like Robin Hood, we're just twice as good But we can never go home again Well I grew up singing Amazing Grace In a little white church in the woods My momma prayed hard for all her boys But her praying didn't do a bit of good The sheriff and a banker man came to push us off of our land Now we're six feet deep And my brothers and me we can never go home again Lord forgive me, I know just what I do I'll take what I need and then I leave the rest to my momma and you And that tin roof cabin might not have been heaven But it's closer than I've ever been God bless an outlaw's weary soul I can never go home again Sometimes I dream of that old front porch And my momma patching up a quilt While my brothers and me lay around In the shade of that live oak tree on the hill Now it's hide-out shacks, better watch your back And cover every track of where you've been A thousand wrongs will never make it right I can never go home again Lord forgive me, I know just what I do I'll take what I need and then I leave the rest to my momma and you And that tin roof cabin might not have been heaven But it's closer than I've ever been God bless an outlaw's weary soul I can never go home again Scatter gun blast tears a ten inch hole Through an empty burlap sack As I say my peace for my brothers and me My whole world fades to black Here's three new graves underneath the shade of That live oak tree on the hill Overlooking momma's porch with a fresh coat of paint And a shiny new Coup De Ville Lord forgive me, I know just what I've done I've been through hell and found myself On the wrong end of a gun And that tin roof cabin might not have been heaven But it's closer than I've ever been God bless an outlaw's weary soul I thought I'd never make it home God bless an outlaw's weary soul I guess I finally made it home again
Writer(s): Trent Willmon, Chris Hennessee, Cody Daniel Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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