Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tyler Braden
Tyler Braden
Vocals
Todd Lombardo
Todd Lombardo
Acoustic Guitar
John Palmieri
John Palmieri
Background Vocals
Eli Beaird
Eli Beaird
Bass
Miles McPherson
Miles McPherson
Drums
Justin Ostrander
Justin Ostrander
Electric Guitar
Dave Cohen
Dave Cohen
Synthesizer
Sol Philcox-Littlefield
Sol Philcox-Littlefield
Electric Guitar
Adam Shoenfeld
Adam Shoenfeld
Electric Guitar
Danny Rader
Danny Rader
Acoustic Guitar
Natalie Brady
Natalie Brady
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Braden
Tyler Braden
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Drew Bollman
Drew Bollman
Assistant Mixing Engineer
John Palmieri
John Palmieri
Editing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Mixing Engineer
Randy Montana
Randy Montana
Producer
Alena Moran
Alena Moran
Assistant Producer
Joel McKenney
Joel McKenney
Assistant Recording Engineer

Lyrics

There's an old train track, goes back by the old mill With a most slip away every day to the whiskey still And they sell shine by the bottle for a fire every Saturday Behind Old Red's Tavern but you didn't hear that from me 'Cause we all act like we don't know Where daddy got his money for a fishing pole A Zebco don't come cheap in this day and time And we all turn the other way 'Cause we've got bills that we can't pay It's a small town and we know how it goes It's just another secret That everybody knows Old man Rainey spends his days at the local store He pays for little but sometimes leaves with more But he's always got a story 'bout his boy shipped overseas And he hasn't been the same since, so we let him be And we all act like we don't know That he ain't got nowhere to go 'Cause he's too proud to beg for a handout And we all turn the other way 'Cause there ain't that much left to say It's a small town and we know how it goes It's just another secret That everybody knows Well, this simple life ain't as easy as it sounds 'Cause we've all got things that we don't talk about Jenny had a baby last spring, now she's all alone 'Cause old man Rainey's boy, he ain't coming home Now she drinks from a bottle she got behind Old Red's 'Cause she can't get the sight of him leaving out of her head And we all act like we don't know When she comes into Sunday school With a smile and baby boy in her arms And we all turn the other way Say "bless their hearts" and we just pray It's a small town and we know how it goes It's just another secret That everybody knows It's just another secret That everybody knows Hmm
Writer(s): Tyler Braden Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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