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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Luke Combs
Luke Combs
Vocals
Aubrey Haynie
Aubrey Haynie
Fiddle
Ben Jordan
Ben Jordan
Bass
Buddy Leach
Buddy Leach
Saxophone
Carl Miner
Carl Miner
Acoustic Guitar
Dave Cohen
Dave Cohen
Piano
Doug Frasure
Doug Frasure
Drums
Gary Morse
Gary Morse
Pedal Steel Guitar
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
Jerry Roe
Jerry Roe
Drums
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass
Jon Conley
Jon Conley
Electric Guitar
Scott Moffatt
Scott Moffatt
Electric Guitar
Sol Littlefiled
Sol Littlefiled
Electric Guitar
Tim Marks
Tim Marks
Bass
Wil Houchens
Wil Houchens
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Luke Combs
Luke Combs
Songwriter
Ray Fulcher
Ray Fulcher
Songwriter
James McNair
James McNair
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Scott Moffatt
Scott Moffatt
Producer
Alex Gilson
Alex Gilson
Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer
Jim Cooley
Jim Cooley
Mixing Engineer

Songtexte

I don't know why you can't buy wine 'round here on Sunday Or an ice-cold beer at a college football game I don't know why at 18 Mama gave me a curfew But it was, "Son, you're under my roof, then you're under my rules" I guess it's all a part of a bigger plan But some of them I'll never understand But they got their reasons, just like you When you walked out of my life when you didn't have to You send me reelin', there's nothin' I can do About you takin' my heart and breakin' it right in two So if you see me soakin' in these thoughts, I'm thinkin' Drownin' in some barroom off the deep end I got my reasons I don't know why them uptown guys sittin' three seats from me Are raisin' 'em up just as fast as they can put 'em down Or why that old timer wants the Yankees on the TV And the barkeep keeps buyin' that one girl free rounds But they got their reasons, just like you When you walked out of my life when you didn't have to You send me reelin', there's nothin' I can do About you takin' my heart and breakin' it right in two So if you see me soakin' in these thoughts, I'm thinkin' Drownin' in some barroom off the deep end I got my reasons Some are good and some are bad Some are true and some are sad Everyone's got some but I need one That brings you back We all got our reasons, just like you When you walked out of my life, and you didn't have to You send me reelin', there's nothin' I can do About you takin' my heart and breakin' it right in two So if you see me soakin' in these thoughts, I'm thinkin' Drownin' in some barroom off the deep end I got my reasons Woah, I got my reasons Yeah, I got my reasons
Writer(s): Ray Fulcher, Luke Combs, James Mcnair M Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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