Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Slaughter Beach, Dog
Performer
Zack Robbins
Performer
Ian Farmer
Performer
Jacob Ewald
Performer
Erin Rae
Performer
Adam Meisterhans
Performer
Logan Roth
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacob Ewald
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Slaughter Beach, Dog
Producer
Matt Schimelfenig
Mixing Engineer
Zack Robbins
Engineer
Ian Farmer
Engineer
Jacob Ewald
Engineer
Andy Clarke
Engineer
Letras
Down Delaware River, I went with her
We pulled over by the silvery blue
Leather seat Chevy, sticky and sweaty
We went swimmin' in our birthday suits
A sleepy mamascita, thermos of margaritas
We're never gonna make it back to New York now
Freckles on your shoulder, get me growin' older
I gotta be holdin' on to you somehow
Before you, float away, float away
Gone to stay and never return
I keep an old photo when I ride solo, hidden away on the driver's side
Torn and out of focus, I don't notice, 'til I was cleanin' out the van last night
Tucked away sweetly, in an old CD, between the pages of the liner notes
How could I forget you, like I never met you, mama, I never shoulda let you go
Let you, float away, float away
Gone to stay and never return
Maybe I'll see her in an old theater
When I'm rollin' like a rolling stone
Pickin' out a new tune, lookin' 'round a big room
In Baton Rouge or San Anton
On a Saturday night, underneath the spotlight
We'll communicate a secret song
That I could never do right, never knew the good life
Always packed up, soon to be gone
And I just, float away, float away
Gone to stay and never return
Never return
Writer(s): Jacob Ewald
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