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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cole Swindell
Lead Vocals
Jordan Schmidt
Programming
Michael Hardy
Background Vocals
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
Alex Wright
Piano
Nir Z
Drums
Jeff Braun
Programming
Justin Schipper
Steel Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cole Swindell
Songwriter
Jordan Schmidt
Songwriter
Michael Hardy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jordan Schmidt
Producer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Jeff Braun
Mixing Engineer
Alyson McAnally
Assistant Producer
Letras
Hey, old man, sittin' on a stool
I've seen you in here for a while
Your best days are now in your rearview
But you still find a way to smile
I know there's no secret to life
It seems like you got it down to a T
Got any longneck advice for a good ol' boy like me?
And he said
"Call your mama, see the world
Get the tattoo, kiss the girl
Count your blessings, thank your stars
Learn your lesson, earn your scars
Life's a sunset from the porch
As beautiful as it is short
So drink it up, but make it last, son
'Cause every beer could be your last one"
Oh yeah, every beer could be your last one
He ordered us both a PBR
Said, "Take this with a grain of salt
Life ain't like a sold-out bar
We don't know when it's our last call
So make "I can't" and "I regret"
A couple words that you don't use
And one day, you might be right here
Tellin' somebody like you"
"Call your mama, see the world
Get the tattoo, kiss the girl
Count your blessings, thank your stars
Learn your lesson, earn your scars
Life's a sunset from the porch
As beautiful as it is short
So drink it up, but make it last, son
'Cause every beer could be your last one"
Oh yeah, your last one
He paid his tab, then he was gone
I don't know where that old man went
Coulda been Heaven, coulda been home
Either way, I ain't seen him since
Since he said
"Call your mama, see the world
Get the tattoo, kiss the girl
Count your blessings, thank your stars
Learn your lesson, earn your scars
Life's a sunset from the porch
As beautiful as it is short
So drink it up, but make it last, son
'Cause every beer could be your last one (you never know, no, you never know)
Oh yeah, every beer could be your last one (you never know, no, you never know)
(You never know, no, you never know) (you never know, no, you never know)
(You never know, no, you never know) Every beer could be your last one
Last one (make it last, son)
Every beer could be your last one
Writer(s): Michael Hardy, Cole Swindell, Jordan Mark Schmidt
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