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Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit - King of Oklahoma (Official Music Video)
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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Derry DeBorja
Derry DeBorja
Piano
Chad Gamble
Chad Gamble
Batterie
Jimbo Hart
Jimbo Hart
Basse électrique
Sadler Vaden
Sadler Vaden
Guitare électrique
Amanda Shires
Amanda Shires
Violon folklorique
Jason Isbell
Jason Isbell
Voix principales
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Jason Isbell
Jason Isbell
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Gena Johnson
Gena Johnson
Ingénierie
Matt Ross-Spang
Matt Ross-Spang
Ingénierie
Michael Bethancourt
Michael Bethancourt
Ingénierie
Matt Pence
Matt Pence
Ingénierie
Austin Brown
Austin Brown
Assistance d’ingénierie
Sylvia Massy
Sylvia Massy
Ingénierie de mixage
Ian Rickard
Ian Rickard
Ingénierie de mixage
Pete Lyman
Pete Lyman
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Daniel Bacigalupi
Daniel Bacigalupi
Assistance d’ingénierie de mastérisation
Jason Isbell
Jason Isbell
Production

Paroles

We'll take the copper from the work site, meet me here at midnight They ain't got a camera or a guard Write my own prescription if I can't get a fix, son Shit's about to get real hard Molly don't believe me, says she's gonna leave me The kids won't even know my name Put a gallon in the step site with a little help By morning, I won't feel no pain Never thought I'd wind up this far behind Just a couple years back, we had it made I was emptying my bladder on a 20-foot ladder Should've climbed down and found myself some shade Doctor took a quick look and I got out the checkbook And left with a pocket full of pills Now my back's still hurtin', and I'm too weak for workin' And I can't keep up with all the bills She used to wake me up with coffee every morning And I'd hear her homemade house shoes slide across the floor She used to make me feel like the king of Oklahoma But nothing makes me feel like much of nothing anymore I was all set up to do it, but some bastard beat me to it Ain't a copper pipe left on the lot Got a loan out on the truck, but I'm runnin' out of luck And the title is the only thing I've got Molly's gonna leave me, says she don't believe me I got nothing left to lie about She's going back to Bixby, tired of trying to fix me Says I got some shit to figure out She used to wake me up with coffee every morning And I'd hear her homemade house shoes slide across the floor And she used to make me feel like the king of Oklahoma But nothing makes me feel like much of nothing anymore She used to wake me up with coffee every morning And I'd act like I was sleepin' 'til she'd walk back through the door She used to make me feel like the king of Oklahoma But nothing makes me feel like much of nothing anymore
Writer(s): Michael Jason Isbell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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