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Κορυφαία τραγούδια από Kenny Chesney
Παρόμοια τραγούδια
Συντελεστές
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kenny Chesney
Vocals
Danny Rader
Acoustic Guitar
Wyatt Beard
Background Vocals
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass
Chad Cromwell
Drums
Tom Bukovac
Electric Guitar
Michael Rojas
Synthesizer
Ed Sheeran
Background Vocals
Mark Hill
Bass
Tom Bucovak
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jon Nite
Songwriter
Scooter Carusoe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kenny Chesney
Producer
Michael Mechling
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Sean R. Badum
Assistant Engineer
Zack Pancoast
Assistant Engineer
F. Reid Shippen
Mixing Engineer
Buddy Cannon
Producer
Tony Castle
Recording Engineer
Andrew Darby
Assistant Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer
Bobbi Giel
Assistant Engineer
Bobby Giel
Assistant Engineer
Jason Mott
Assistant Engineer
Luke Armentrout
Assistant Engineer
Scott Johnson
Assistant Producer
Taylor Chadwick
Assistant Engineer
Στίχοι
I always say the first thing, not the right thing
Better at a last call than a phone call
I'd rather lean hard on the gas and forget about the brake
Try to laugh the truth off, instead of face it
I come undone without a warning
Every time I move on, I leave damage in my wake
I'm not what you were looking for
Thought I was "Hello" and nothing more
All you wanted was something that's real, a story to tell
A drink, maybe two, top of the shelf
A stare in a cab on the way to some band
And a curbside closing time kiss
You needed the right head to turn, the right hand to touch
A feeling to chase, a fall you could trust
Somewhere to run, someone to miss
Somehow you ended up with someone to fix
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Did you get caught up in the moment?
Drop your guard for just a minute
How'd you get tangled all up in the careless wreck I am?
Broken hearts leave hearts broken
Loving me is so hard, I know it
Why you took me on, I'll never understand
You were looking for something that's real, a story to tell
A drink, maybe two, top of the shelf
A stare in a cab on the way to some band
A curbside closing time kiss
You needed the right head to turn, the right hand to touch
A feeling to chase, a fall you could trust
Somewhere to run, someone to miss
Somehow you ended up with someone to fix
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
All you wanted was something that's real, a story to tell
A drink, maybe two, top of the shelf
A stare in a cab on the way to some band
And a curbside closing time kiss
You needed the right head to turn, the right hand to touch
A feeling to chase, a fall you could trust
Somewhere to run, someone to miss
Somehow you ended up with someone to fix
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Writer(s): Scooter Carusoe, Jon Nite
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