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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Margo Price
Lead Vocals
Dillon Napier
Drums
Jamie Davis
Electric Guitar
Jeremy Ivey
Harmonica
Luke Schneider
Pedal Steel Guitar
Matt Ross-Spang
Acoustic Guitar
Micah Hulscher
Rhodes Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Margo Price
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matt Ross-Spang
Mixing Engineer
Letras
Well, I waited four long winters
Yes, I waited in the sun
I was crying all alone
While you were out having fun
I gave you four years of chances
But you threw 'em all away
I gave you one thousand, four hundred sixty-one days
I gave you four years of chances
To try to be your wife
I cleaned your shirts
And cooked up your supper
But you stayed out late at night
I gave you four years of chances
To try to build a happy home
But now one more may as well be
A million and one
Now you know you lost me, darling
And you can't get me back
Ain't that just like a man
To change so fast
Because you want what you can't have
So, now I'm going to say it slowly
Before I go away
You had me one thousand, four hundred sixty-one days
I gave you four years of chances
To try to be your wife
I cleaned your shirts
And cooked up your supper
But you stayed out late at night
I gave you four years of chances
To try to build a home
But now one more may as well be
A million and one
But I found myself a good man now
You know he treats me like he should
We live in a shack by a railroad track
And he's out back chopping wood
And no, oh, we don't have have too much money
But I'll tell you why that's okay
He loves me every moment
Of them three hundred sixty-five days
I gave you four years of chances
To try to be your wife
I cleaned your shirts
And washed up the dishes
But you never did treat me right
I gave you four years of chances
To try to build a happy home
But now one more may as well be
A million and one
But now one more may as well be a million and one
Writer(s): Margo Price
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