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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Evan Felker
Evan Felker
Vocals
Gabe Pearson
Gabe Pearson
Drums
John Fullbright
John Fullbright
Performer
Kyle Nix
Kyle Nix
Fiddle
Ryan Engleman
Ryan Engleman
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Evan Felker
Evan Felker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Turnpike Troubadours
Turnpike Troubadours
Producer
Wes Sharon
Wes Sharon
Producer

Lyrics

Well, he was pushing 80, but he acted 22 He could laugh and drink just like his grandchildren would do There was square hay on the meadow, second cutting of the year Well, his summer work was over once they got the pasture cleared They were drinking on the big bluff, across the river from the field Well, he walked up to the edge and threw a stone in and he kneeled And he looked down at the water, he said, "Boys, I'm going in" They were cheering when he jumped, but he did not come up again Well, raise another round, boys, and have another glass Be thankful for today knowing it'll never last And let's leave the world laughin' when our eulogies are read May we all get to Heaven 'fore the devil knows we're dead May we all get to Heaven 'fore the devil knows we're dead Well, it was 20 after midnight, and they were going 85 She was barely out of highschool wantin' bad to feel alive Just a two-lane piece of blacktop, a snakey stretch of road Well, the wind blew through the wing vents, it was clear and fresh and cold Well, the driver killed the headlights and he put the throttle down When they hit the railroad crossin', they were five feet off the ground Just a screamin' through the midnight 'til they came down again Well, the front tire hit a bar ditch, they went end over end Well, raise another round, boys, and have another glass Be thankful for today knowing it'll never last And let's leave the world laughin' when our eulogies are read May we all get to Heaven 'fore the devil knows we're dead May we all get to Heaven 'fore the devil knows we're dead Well, I'm 28 years old now, I was born in '84 And I've been as free as I can be and I won't ask for anymore So let the fiddle play a hoedown after I've drawn my last breath Well, tell everyone I know that I loved 'em all to death Well, raise another round, boys, and have another glass Be thankful for today knowing it'll never last And let's leave the world laughin' when our eulogies are read May we all get to Heaven 'fore the devil knows we're dead May we all get to Heaven 'fore the devil knows we're dead May we all get to Heaven 'fore the devil knows we're dead May we all get to Heaven 'fore the devil knows we're dead
Writer(s): Evan Duane Felker, Rc Edwards Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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