Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sam Hunt
Sam Hunt
Lead Vocals
Zach Crowell
Zach Crowell
Programming
Nir Z
Nir Z
Drums
Dave Cohen
Dave Cohen
Piano
Ben Caver
Ben Caver
Background Vocals
Sol Philcox-Littlefield
Sol Philcox-Littlefield
Electric Guitar
Todd Lombardo
Todd Lombardo
Acoustic Guitar
Russ Pahl
Russ Pahl
Pedal Steel Guitar
Craig Young
Craig Young
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zach Crowell
Zach Crowell
Songwriter
Josh Osborne
Josh Osborne
Songwriter
Ashley Gorley
Ashley Gorley
Songwriter
Sam Hunt
Sam Hunt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sam Hunt
Sam Hunt
Producer
Zach Crowell
Zach Crowell
Producer
Jim Cooley
Jim Cooley
Mixing Engineer
Zach Kuhlman
Zach Kuhlman
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Alyson McAnally
Alyson McAnally
Studio Personnel
Buckley Miller
Buckley Miller
Engineer
Kam Luchterhand
Kam Luchterhand
Assistant Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer
Chris La Corte
Chris La Corte
Producer

Lyrics

I wouldn't know a house from a loving home 10:30 sharp from the crack of dawn Where the forks go, how to find the book of Psalms And good collard peaches I wouldn't sing Aretha or rake the leaves Watch my mouth in mixed company Probably wouldn't put up a Christmas tree And spoil all my nieces Some are here, some are gone Some were mine all summer long Solid as a rock, rolling like a stone In and out my door I can drive a stick, I can drive a nail Hold down a job, fend for myself Yeah, I'd be alive but not much more If it wasn't for, if it wasn't for All of the women in my life I wouldn't know 7:30's more like eight How to hold my horses on a second date How to hold a pair of twos like a royal straight She calls your bluff I wouldn't know that young love ain't all smiles Grocery stores have flower aisles I'd have twice the money and half the miles On this old truck Some are here, some are gone Some were mine all summer long Solid as a rock, rolling like a stone In and out my door I can drive a stick, I can drive a nail Hold down a job, fend for myself Yeah, I'd be alive but not much more If it wasn't for, if it wasn't for All of the women in my life I'd still be a stupid boy out on the run Not half the man that I've become I wouldn't know how to know you were the one If it wasn't for, if it wasn't for All of the women in my life, yeah Some are here, some are gone Some were mine all summer long Solid as a rock, rolling like a stone In and out my door I can drive a stick, I can drive a nail Hold down a job, fend for myself Yeah, I'd be alive but not much more If it wasn't for, if it wasn't for All of the women in my life All of the women in my life, mm, mm
Writer(s): Josh Osborne, Ashley Glenn Gorley, Zach Crowell, Sam Lawry Hunt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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