Nejlepší skladby od interpreta Sam Weber
Kredity
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sam Weber
Guitar
Mallory Hauser
Electric Guitar
Danny Austin-Manning
Drums
Griffin Goldsmith
Drums
Marshall Wildman
Background Vocals
Jacob Weil
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sam Weber
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sam Weber
Co-Producer
Mallory Hauser
Co-Producer
Robbie Lackritz
Mixing Engineer
Philip Shaw Bova
Mastering Engineer
Texty
Meet me on the desert sand, get out of this camper van
I want to get back to the land, back behind the wheel
Too much sleep is a disgrace, stop for food and lift the pace
If you're the queen and I'm the ace, how're we gonna deal ?
Told you once I told you then
You know you're my true best friend
If we fall in love again let's give our girl your name
God help us if it happens soon
So much time we've yet to lose
To meet with our demise or get out of the game
Dip below the greater lakes
Windy city cold will shake you
Get that weather off my face I wanna smile bright and true
Duck on down to Yellowstone
Wild sage the bison roam in
Rolling fog the valleys grown a wild yellow hue
I told you once I told you then
You know you're my true best friend
If we fall in love again, let's give our girl your name
God help us if it happens soon
So much time we've yet to lose
To meet with our demise or get out of the game
Get out of the game
Somewhere down the line we made a promise that no pain
Or money would change anything
Emerald city shine again
Portland must of come and went
I was listening to you vent
We've been cooped up for awhile
Techies on the Bay agree
No road to the island's free
Oh, paradise you're killing me, charging by the mile
I told you here I told you there
You and I make quite a pair
If she gets your golden hair let's give our girl your name
God help us if it happens soon
So much time we've yet to lose to meet with our demise
Or get out of the game
I'm sorry I just can't stay
Where do rent cheques come from these days
Here's to you you're good to pay you always spot me cash
Best that I be getting on
Tank is full the brights are on
If you're a big fish I'm a prawn you're kind to let me splash
I told you once I told you then
You know you're my true best friend
If we fall in love again let's give our girl your name
God help us if it happens soon
So much time we've yet to lose
To meet with our demise and get out of the game
Somewhere down the line we made a promise that no pain
Or money would change anything
Get out of the game
Somewhere down the line we made a promise that no pain
Or money would change anything
Get out of the game
Somewhere down the line we made a promise that no pain
Or money would change anything
Get out of the game
Somewhere down the line we made a promise that no pain
Or glory would change anything
Written by: Sam Weber