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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brent Mason
Electric Guitar
Greenwood Hart
Accordion
Jimmy De Martini
Background Vocals
Joel Williams
Electric Guitar
John Driskell Hopkins
Background Vocals
Marcus Petruska
Drums
Zac Brown
Acoustic Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ray LaMontagne
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
George Marino
Mastering Engineer
Greg Calbi
Mastering Engineer
John Driskell Hopkins
Additional Engineer
John Kelton
Mixing Engineer
Keith Stegall
Producer
Matt Rovey
Additional Engineer
Oswald Bowe
Assistant Engineer
Terry Manning
Additional Engineer
Zac Brown
Producer
Lyrics
Cocaine flame in my bloodstream
Sold my coat when I hit Spokane
Bought myself a hard pack of cigarettes
In the early morning rain
Lately my hands, they don't feel like mine
My eyes been stung with dust and blinds
Held you in my arms one time
I lost you just the same
Jolene, well I ain't about to go straight
It's too late and I found myself face down in the ditch
Booze in my hair, blood on my lips
A picture of you holding a picture of me
In the pocket of my blue jeans
Still don't know what love means
Still don't know what love means
Jolene
La la la la la la la
Jolene
La la la la la la la, la la la
It's been so long since I've seen your face
Or felt a part of this human race
Been living out of this here suitcase
For way too long
Man needs something he can hold onto
A nine pound hammer or a woman like you
Either one of them things will do
Jolene, well I ain't about to go straight
It's too late, and I found myself face down in the ditch
Booze in my hair, blood on my lips
A picture of you holding a picture of me
In the pocket of my blue jeans
Still don't know what love means
Still don't know what love means
Jolene
La la la la la la la
Jolene
La la la la la la la, la la la
Cocaine flame in my bloodstream
Sold my coat when I hit Spokane
Writer(s): Dolly Parton
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