Hudební video

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Austin B. Sweeney
Austin B. Sweeney
Vocals
Brendan McBride
Brendan McBride
Bass
Zachary White
Zachary White
Drums
Laura Hamlin
Laura Hamlin
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Austin B. Sweeney
Austin B. Sweeney
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Max Harms
Max Harms
Engineer

Texty

Well, I grew up a farmer's son
A hard-working living in Oregon
If he knew half the things I've done
Growing up a farmer's son
Spent all summer working fields
And half a day off with a rod and reel
I can't explain how sweet that feels
When you spend all summer working fields
But it ain't all easy going between a father and a son
Working in close quarters till the working day is done
But I was always listening even if you never knew
And if I could ever seem to get it right
It's 'cause I learned it from you
But now I'm living states away
With a song to sing and guitar to play
Dad, there's a lot I wanna say
But I'm chasing dreams a thousand miles away
But it ain't all easy going between a father and a son
Working in close quarters till the working day is done
But I was always listening even if you never knew
And if I could ever seem to get it right
It's cause I learned it from you
I know I get wild and I get loud
And hang out with a rowdy crowd
But I'll never forget who taught me how
But I hope that I made you proud
Dad, I hope that I made you proud
But it ain't all easy going between a father and a son
Working in close quarters till the working day is done
But I was always listening even if you never knew
And if I could ever seem to get it right
It's cause I learned it from you
Yeah, if I could ever seem to get it right
It's cause I learned it from you
Written by: Austin B. Sweeney
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