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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Luke Combs
Luke Combs
Lead Vocals
Derek Wells
Derek Wells
Electric Guitar
Rob McNelley
Rob McNelley
Electric Guitar
Jim "Moose" Brown
Jim "Moose" Brown
Keyboards
Jerry Roe
Jerry Roe
Drums
Charlie Worsham
Charlie Worsham
Acoustic Guitar
Sol Philcox-Littlefield
Sol Philcox-Littlefield
Electric Guitar
Pat Buchanan
Pat Buchanan
Electric Guitar
Chip Matthews
Chip Matthews
Background Vocals
Jonathan Singleton
Jonathan Singleton
Background Vocals
Steve Mackey
Steve Mackey
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Luke Combs
Luke Combs
Songwriter
Rob Snyder
Rob Snyder
Songwriter
Channing Wilson
Channing Wilson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Luke Combs
Luke Combs
Producer
Chip Matthews
Chip Matthews
Producer
Jonathan Singleton
Jonathan Singleton
Producer
Steve Blackmon
Steve Blackmon
Recording Engineer
Zach Kuhlman
Zach Kuhlman
Assistant Engineer
Benny Quinn
Benny Quinn
Mastering Engineer
Fernando Reyes
Fernando Reyes
Mixing Engineer
Michael Brauer
Michael Brauer
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I still hit them dive bars Every once in a blue moon Got a wild card I keep inside my boot Been thinking lately maybe I should save it 'Cause them hangovers sure kick my ass these days So I spend most my happy hours here at home In the middle of growin' up, and gettin' old But I can still raise hell all night with the boys when I want too Lay that hammer down to see how fast she'll go But these days I hang my hat on what I won't do And I've been finding peace of mind, slowing my role You learn to tow that line with time, as it goes In the middle of growin' up, and gettin' old It's when you start thinkin' How much time left you got If there's more sand in the bottom, or the top 'Cause that hourglass we have don't last forever Been thinking 'bout it more and more, these days It's like the less you have, the faster that it goes In the middle of growin' up, and gettin' old But I can still raise hell all night with the boys when I want to Lay that hammer down to see how fast she'll go But these days I hang my hat on what I won't do And I've been finding peace of mind, slowing my role You learn to tow that line with time, as it goes In the middle of growin' up, and gettin' old I'm still bending rules, but thinkin' 'fore I break 'em And I ain't lost a step, I just look before I take 'em But I can still raise hell all night with the boys when I want to Lay that hammer down to see how fast she'll go But these days I hang my hat on what I won't do And I've been finding peace of mind, slowing my role You learn to tow that line with time, as it goes In the middle of growin' up, and gettin' old
Writer(s): Channing Wade Wilson, Luke Albert Combs, Robert Snyder Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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