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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cale Dodds
Cale Dodds
Vocals
Corey Crowder
Corey Crowder
Programming
Alex Wright
Alex Wright
Piano
Rob McNelley
Rob McNelley
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cale Dodds
Cale Dodds
Lyrics
Corey Crowder
Corey Crowder
Lyrics
Jared Mullins
Jared Mullins
Lyrics
Sarah Buxton
Sarah Buxton
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Corey Crowder
Corey Crowder
Producer
Daniel Mikesell
Daniel Mikesell
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Warren David
Warren David
Mixing Engineer
Adam Ayan
Adam Ayan
Mastering Engineer
Sean Moffit
Sean Moffit
Mixing Engineer

Texty

Well the city ain't made for a pick-up truck The interstate is the only place you get stuck It just ain't smart, there's no where to park But I do, wherever I want to Yeah I'm a chip off the old block I pick on a gold top A little mix of outcast, cash and nova And don't stop If i'm gonna have one son, then you know I'm gonna have a few Where I get it from, you know I ain't the only one That's the product of a down-home raisin' That's the thing about me that ain't changin' Now it ain't my fault I don't know how to turn it off And if you don't know what I'm talkin' about Then go down South and you'll find out Where I get it from Where I get it from That's why I'm cracking something cold one when the day is done Down yonder where the Chattahoochie River runs Where I get it from Where I get it from, yeah It's a fixin' to, not about to It's a hold my beer and let me show you how to I ain't looking for a fight but I'm down to And if we take it outside, there ain't no round 2 Where I get it from, I ain't the only one That's the product of a down-home raisin' That's the thing about me that ain't changin' Now it ain't my fault I don't know how to turn it off And if you don't know what I'm talkin' about Then go down South and you'll find out Where I get it from Where I get it from That's why I'm cracking something cold one when the day is done Down yonder where the Chattahoochie River runs Where I get it from Where I get it from, yeah The apple don't fall too far from the tree And it ain't too hard to see Where I get it from, I ain't the only one Who's out here living this song of the South Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth Now it ain't my fault I don't know how to turn it off And if you don't know what I'm talkin' about Then go down South and you'll find out Where I get it from Where I get it from That's why I'm cracking something cold one when the day is done Down yonder where the Chattahoochie River runs That's here I get it from Where I get it from, yeah Well the city ain't made for a pick-up truck The interstate is the only place you get stuck It just ain't smart, there's no where to park But I do, wherever I want to That's where I get it from...
Writer(s): Cale Dodds, Sarah Buxton, Corey Crowder, Jared Mullins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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