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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Luke Combs
Luke Combs
Lead Vocals
Rob McNelley
Rob McNelley
Electric Guitar
Derek Wells
Derek Wells
Electric Guitar
Bryan Sutton
Bryan Sutton
Acoustic Guitar
Jerry Roe
Jerry Roe
Drums
Jim "Moose" Brown
Jim "Moose" Brown
Keyboards
Chip Matthews
Chip Matthews
Background Vocals
Jonathan Singleton
Jonathan Singleton
Background Vocals
Steve Mackey
Steve Mackey
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Luke Combs
Luke Combs
Songwriter
Ray Fulcher
Ray Fulcher
Songwriter
Ben Hayslip
Ben Hayslip
Songwriter
Dan Isbell
Dan Isbell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Luke Combs
Luke Combs
Producer
Chip Matthews
Chip Matthews
Mixing Engineer
Jonathan Singleton
Jonathan Singleton
Producer
Steve Blackmon
Steve Blackmon
Recording Engineer
Zach Kuhlman
Zach Kuhlman
Assistant Engineer
Benny Quinn
Benny Quinn
Mastering Engineer

Songteksten

It was the summer after my senior year We spent the whole week out on that pier She said, "Boy I think I love you", I said "I love you too" We ended up drunk at some ole ink shops She said, "Get my name", I said, "Hell, why not?" She didn't have to work too hard to talk me into Mhm, tattoo on a sunburn And every time that saltwater breeze blows in I find myself lying right there In a kicked back, jet black, leather seat The hum and the buzz, and the sting of that needle Faded away, but I guess some people never do Losing you's the only thing worse Than a tattoo on a sunburn As I held her on her hotel balcony I remember wishing she would come back with me Guess a boy can dream but we both knew it wouldn't work When I came to, she was already gone Hammer down, due west to Arkansas I laughed through the pain and swore it didn't hurt Mhm, tattoo on a sunburn And every time that saltwater breeze blows in I find myself lying right there In a kicked back, jet black, leather seat The hum and the buzz, and the sting of that needle Faded away, but I guess some people never do Losing you's the only thing worse Than a tattoo on a sunburn It's covered up with some new ink now The rest of the world ain't got a clue about The name of a girl that I ain't seen since that day I don't think about her all the time When they're stackin' the chairs right before the tide I can still hear her voice come crashing down with the waves Every time that saltwater breeze blows in I find myself lying right there In a kicked back, jet black, leather seat The hum and the buzz, and the sting of that needle Faded away, but I guess some people never do Losing you's the only thing worse Than a tattoo on a sunburn A tattoo on a sunburn
Writer(s): Dan Isbell, Ben Hayslip, Luke Albert Combs, Ray Fulcher Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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