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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Scott Holiday
Scott Holiday
Electric Guitar
Dave Beste
Dave Beste
Bass Guitar
Michael Miley
Michael Miley
Drums
Dave Cobb
Dave Cobb
Percussion
BUCHANAN JAY BARTHOLOMEW
BUCHANAN JAY BARTHOLOMEW
Acoustic Guitar
Todd Ogren
Todd Ogren
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Scott Holiday
Scott Holiday
Songwriter
BUCHANAN JAY BARTHOLOMEW
BUCHANAN JAY BARTHOLOMEW
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rival Sons
Rival Sons
Producer
Daniel Bacigalupi
Daniel Bacigalupi
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Pete Lyman
Pete Lyman
Mastering Engineer
Mark Rankin
Mark Rankin
Mixing Engineer
Dave Cobb
Dave Cobb
Producer
Eddie Spear
Eddie Spear
Recording Engineer
Greg Gordon
Greg Gordon
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

There's a man on the roadside Standing in the shadow of a stop sign When you think there's nowhere left for you to go That's when you cling tight to the devil you know, and you know Let's go down to the river Where the water runs still and deep Scatter the ashes of the mess I used to be You'll drink 'til there's nothing left Lay on the shore and take a good deep breath Shapes in the sand, warm sun shining through the leaves A bird in the hand Now that's a miracle that I can believe There are rats in the silos Drowning themselves in your sorrows You can have your cake and eat it too Now that the wall's too thick for you to chew your way out through Out through, out through Let's go down to the river Where the water runs still and deep Scatter the ashes of the mess I used to be You'll drink 'til there is nothing left Lay on the shore and take a good deep breath Shapes in the sand, warm shining through the leaves A bird in the hand Now that's a miracle that I can believe Bird in the hand (bird in the hand) Bird in the hand (bird in the hand) Bird in the hand (Lord, understand) Bird in the hand (Lord, understand) Bird in the hand Let's go down to the river Where the water runs still and deep Scatter the ashes of the mess I used to be You'll drink 'til there is nothing left Lay on the shore and take a good deep breath Shapes in the sand, warm sun shining through the leaves A bird in the hand Now that's a miracle that I can believe Now that's a miracle I can believe Now that's a miracle I can believe Now that's a miracle I can believe
Writer(s): Jay Bartholomew Buchanan, Scott Christopher Pfaff Holiday Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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