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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
William Clark Green
Lead Vocals
Cameron Moreland
Bass
Glen Duncan
Mandolin
Jay Saldana
Drums
John Deaderick
Hammond Organ
Steven Marcus
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
William Clark Green
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chad Carlson
Engineer
Mills Logan
Mixing Engineer
Rachel Loy
Producer
Tom Freitag
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
There ain't a lot goin' on in this town,
Light one up, and you burn one down,
Yea, everybody got somethin' to say about every little subject,
Every single day,
My momma taught me to be better than that,
I'm checkin' out, gonna pack my bags
Load up the truck, hang up the phone,
Tell my baby I'm comin' home,
I ain't gonna listen to 'em bitch and moan,
Ain't nothin' but sticks and stones.
Yea you believe what you wanna believe,
Think that you know but you don't know me,
Yea, if you want someone to blame,
You can tell the whole town, you can curse my name,
I won't be beggin' for a second chance,
Do you really think that I give a damn?
Load up the truck, hang up the phone,
Tell my baby I'm comin' home,
I ain't gonna listen to 'em bitch and moan,
Ain't nothin' but sticks and stones.
Load up the truck, hang up the phone,
Tell my baby I'm comin' home,
I ain't gonna listen to 'em bitch and moan,
Ain't nothin' but sticks and stones.
Load up the truck, hang up the phone,
Tell my baby I'm comin' home,
I ain't gonna listen to 'em bitch and moan,
Ain't nothin' but sticks and stones.
Ain't nothin' but sticks and stones.
Ain't nothin' but sticks and stones.
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Writer(s): William Clark Green
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