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Aint The Same
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blackberry Smoke
Blackberry Smoke
Performer
Charlie Starr
Charlie Starr
Lead Vocals
Paul Jackson
Paul Jackson
Electric Guitar
Richard Turner
Richard Turner
Bass Guitar
Brit Turner
Brit Turner
Drums
Brandon Still
Brandon Still
Piano
Benji Shanks
Benji Shanks
Guitar
Preston Holcomb
Preston Holcomb
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charlie Starr
Charlie Starr
Songwriter
Keith Nelson
Keith Nelson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave Cobb
Dave Cobb
Producer
Brandon Bell
Brandon Bell
Mixing Engineer
Phillip Smith
Phillip Smith
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

He saw the lightening flash across the bright blue sky Saw the rain creep across the road Well he stopped and said that's the Devil beating his wife Some old tale the old folks told It's a five mile walk between here and a town On a road lined with sugarcane They won't notice if it goes anywhere Here lately it's like they've forgotten his name He just can't forget the way That the days seem so much brighter And thе breeze could blow the troubles away You could see angеls dancin' in the flame This old place seems so much bigger Now he sees it all a different way Nothin's really changed but it ain't the same He's been back from overseas about thirty days He returns standin' proud and true Yeah the new's worn off of his welcome home Like the heat burnin' off the dew Empty bottles that mean the bills ain't gettin' paid Same holes knocked in the walls Mama don't fight back like in her younger days Going over the edge well it's a hell of a fall Can he just go back a page? Yeah the days seem so much brighter And the breeze could blow the troubles away You could see angels dancin' in the flame This old place seems so much bigger Now he sees it all a different way Nothin's really changed but it ain't the same He don't know what he's headed for But the buses run right on time Anywhere's better than stayin' here With the ghosts runnin' through his mind Things that he's seen and done Are so much for any mother's son To [let?] down or try to run away from Can he run? Yeah the days seem so much brighter And the breeze could blow your troubles away You could see angels dancin' in the flame This old place seems so much bigger Now he sees it all a different way Nothin's really changed it just ain't the same
Writer(s): Keith Edward Nelson, Charlie Starr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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