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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Tiran Porter
Tiran Porter
Basse
Michael Hossack
Michael Hossack
Batterie
Tom Johnston
Tom Johnston
Chœurs
Bill Payne
Bill Payne
Piano
Jeff Baxter
Jeff Baxter
Pedal steel guitar
Malcolm Cecil
Malcolm Cecil
Programmation de synthétiseur
Robert Margouleff
Robert Margouleff
Programmation de synthétiseur
John Hartman
John Hartman
Batterie
Patrick Simmons
Patrick Simmons
Voix principales
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Patrick Simmons
Patrick Simmons
Paroles/Composition
Nick DeCaro
Nick DeCaro
Arrangement des instruments à cordes
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Donn Landee
Donn Landee
Ingénierie
Lee Herschberg
Lee Herschberg
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Ted Templeman
Ted Templeman
Production

Paroles

Up all night I could not sleep The whiskey that I drank was cheap With shakin' hands I went and I lit up my last cigarette Well the sun came, night had fled And sleepy eyed I reached my bed I saw you sleepy dreamin' there all covered and warm South city midnight lady I'm much obliged indeed You sure have saved this man whose soul was in need I thought there was no reason For all these things I do But the smile that I sent out returned with you When day has left the night behind And shadows roll across my mind I sometimes find myself alone out walkin' the street Yes, and when I'm feelin' down and blue Then all I do is think of you And all my foolish problems seem to fade away South city midnight lady I'm much obliged indeed You sure have saved this man whose soul was in need I thought there was no reason For all these things I do But the smile that I sent out returned with you
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