Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shooter Jennings
Shooter Jennings
Electric Guitar
Leroy Powell
Leroy Powell
Guitar
Ted Russell Kamp
Ted Russell Kamp
Bass Guitar
Bryan Keeling
Bryan Keeling
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bobby Braddock
Bobby Braddock
Composer
Curly Putman
Curly Putman
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave Cobb
Dave Cobb
Producer
Mark Rains
Mark Rains
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Alone with the morning burning red On the canvas in my head Painting a picture of you And me driving across country In a dusty old RV Just the road and its majesty And I'm looking at you With the world in the rear view You were pretty as can be, sitting in the front seat Looking at me, telling me you love me And you're happy to be with me on the 4th of July We sang Stranglehold 'til the stereo Couldn't take no more of that rock and roll So we put on a little George Jones and just sang along (hey) Those white lines can drawn into the sun If you ain't got no one To keep you hanging on But there you were like a queen in your nightgown Riding shotgun from town to town Staking a claim on the world we found And I'm singing to you, you're singing to me You were out of the blue to a boy like me You were pretty as can be, sitting in the front seat Looking at me, telling me you love me And you're happy to be with me on the 4th of July We sang Stranglehold 'til the stereo Couldn't take no more of that rock and roll So we put on a little George Jones and just sang along Sang along And I'm looking for you In the silence that we share You were pretty as can be, sitting in the front seat Looking at me, telling me you love me And you're happy to be with me on the 4th of July We sang Stranglehold 'til the stereo Couldn't take no more of that rock and roll So we put on a little George Jones and just sang along Sang along
Writer(s): Waylon Albright Jennings Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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