Canciones más populares de Willie Nelson
Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Willie Nelson
Guitar
Merle Haggard
Performer
Jamey Johnson
Flugelhorn
Kevin "Swine" Grantt
Bass
Tony Creasman
Drums
Mickey Raphael
Harmonica
Bobby Terry
Electric Guitar
Shawn Camp
Acoustic Guitar
Mike Johnson
Steel Guitar
Catherine Styron-Marx
Piano
Renato Caranto
Saxophone
Ben Haggard
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Buddy Cannon
Composer
Jamey Johnson
Songwriter
Larry Shell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Buddy Cannon
Producer
Steve Chadie
Recording Engineer
Tony Castle
Assistant Engineer
Ace Otten
Assistant Engineer
Jacob Sciba
Assistant Engineer
Joseph Holguin
Assistant Engineer
Jake Burns
Assistant Engineer
Mike Stankiewicz
Assistant Engineer
Joe Corey
Assistant Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer
Andrew Darby
Assistant Engineer
Natthaphol Abhigantaphand
Assistant Engineer
Letras
It's all going to pot
Whether we like it or not
As far as I can tell
The world's gone to hell
And we're sure gonna miss it a lot
All the whiskey in Lynchburg, Tennessee
Just doesn't hit the spot
I gotta hundred dollar bill
You can keep your pills, friend
Cause it's all going to pot
That cackle-bobble-head-in-a-box
Must think I'm dumb as a rock
Readin' the daily news
While I'm kickin' off my shoes
It's scarin' me outta my socks
The Red Headed Stranger I'm not
But buddy, let me tell you what
Ask ol' Will, he'll tell ya here's the deal
Friends, it's all goin' to pot
Well, it's all going to pot
Whether we like it or not
Best I can tell
The world's gone to hell
And we're all gonna miss it a lot
All the whiskey in Lynchburg, Tennessee
Just doesn't hit the spot
I gotta hundred dollar bill
You can keep your pills, friend
Cause it's all goin' to pot
Well I thought I had found me a girl
Sweetest little thing in the world
But all my jokes went up in smoke
When I caught her makin eyes at Merle
He said, sweet little honey
With her eye on your money
She's gonna take every penny you got
I said she's never gonna get it
Cause I've already spent it
Merle, It's all goin' to pot
It's all going to pot
Whether we like it or not
Best I can tell
The world's gone to hell
And we're all gonna miss it a lot
All the whiskey in Lynchburg, Tennessee
Just couldn't hit the spot
I gotta hundred dollar bill
You can keep your pills, friend
It's all going to pot
I gotta hundred dollar bill
You can keep your pills, friend
Cause it's all goin' to pot
Writer(s): Jamey Johnson, Buddy (murray F.) Cannon, Larry Shell
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