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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Margo Price
Acoustic Guitar
Alex Munoz
Dobro
Dillon Napier
Drums
Eleonore Denig
Violin
Jamie Davis
Electric Guitar
Jeremy Ivey
Bass
Kristin Weber
Violin
Larissa Maestro
Cello
Micah Hulscher
Organ
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Margo Price
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alex Munoz
Engineer
Matt Ross-Spang
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
When I rolled out of town on the unpaved road
I was 57 dollars from being broke
Kissed my mama and my sisters, and I said goodbye
And with my suitcase packed, I wiped the tears from my eyes
Times they were tough growing up at home
My daddy lost the farm when I was two years old
Took a job at the prison working second shift
And that's the last time I let them take what should be his
'Cause all I wanna do is make a little cash
'Cause I've worked all the bad jobs, bustin' my ass
I wanna buy back the farm
And bring my mama home some wine
And turn back the clock on the cruel hands of time
When I hit the city, I joined the band
Started singing in the bars and running with the men
But the men they brought me problems
And the drinking caused me grief
I thought I'd found a friend, but I only found a thief
Soon I settled down with a married man
We had a couple babies, started living off the land
But my firstborn died and I cried out to God
Is there anybody out there looking down on me at all?
'Cause all I wanna do is make something last
But I can't see the future, I can't change the past
I wanna buy back the farm
And bring my mama home some wine
Turn back the clock on the cruel hands of time
Still I keep a-running fast as I can
Try to make something honest with my own two hands
And I ain't got the breath to say another bad word
So if I ever said it wrong, won't you forget what you heard?
'Cause all I wanna do is make my own path
'Cause I know what I am, I know what I have
I wanna buy back the farm
And bring my mama home some wine
And turn back the clock on the cruel hands of time
Cruel hands of time
Cruel hands of time
Cruel hands of time
Writer(s): Margo Price
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