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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris Stapleton
Vocals
Dave Cobb
Acoustic Guitar
Benmont Tench
Piano
Derek Mixon
Drums
J.T. Cure
Bass Guitar
Morgane Stapleton
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Guy Clark
Songwriter
Richard Dobson
Songwriter
Susanna Clark
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Stapleton
Producer
Dave Cobb
Producer
Vance Powell
Mixing Engineer
Gena Johnson
Engineer
Phillip Smith
Assistant Recording Engineer
Pete Lyman
Mastering Engineer
Songteksten
It's like when you're makin' conversation
And you're tryin' not to scream
You're tryin' not to tell 'em
You don't care what they mean
And you're really feelin' fragile
And you really can't get home
And you really feel abandoned
But you wanna be alone
Old friends
They shine like diamonds
Old friends
You can always call
Old friends
Lord, you can't buy 'em
You know it's old friends, after all
"And when the house is empty"
"And the lights begin to fade"
"And there's nothing to protect you"
"Except the window shade"
"And it's hard to put your finger"
"On the thing that scares you most"
"And you can't tell the difference"
"Between an angel and a ghost"
Old friends
They shine like diamonds
Old friends
You can always call
Old friends
Lord, you can't buy 'em
You know it's old friends, after all
Old friends
They shine like diamonds
Old friends
You can always call
Old friends
Lord, you can't buy 'em
You know it's old friends, after all
Writer(s): Guy Clark, Susanna Wallis Clark, Richard J Dobson
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