Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Kristian Bush
Kristian Bush
Guitarra acústica
Jennifer Nettles
Jennifer Nettles
Canto
Tom Bukovac
Tom Bukovac
Guitarra eléctrica
Justin Schipper
Justin Schipper
Steel guitar con pedal
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bajo
Brandon Bush
Brandon Bush
Teclados
Victor Indrizzo
Victor Indrizzo
Batería
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Rhett Akins
Rhett Akins
Autoría
Sam Ellis
Sam Ellis
Autoría
Josh Kerr
Josh Kerr
Autoría
Eric Olson
Eric Olson
Autoría
Thomas Rhett
Thomas Rhett
Autoría
Emily Weisband
Emily Weisband
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Kristian Bush
Kristian Bush
Producción
Jennifer Nettles
Jennifer Nettles
Producción
Julian Raymond
Julian Raymond
Producción
Tom Tapley
Tom Tapley
Ingeniería de grabación
Tate Sablatura
Tate Sablatura
Asistente de ingeniería de grabación
Chris Lord-Alge
Chris Lord-Alge
Ingeniería de mezcla
Brian Judd
Brian Judd
Asistente de ingeniería de mezcla
Adam Chagnon
Adam Chagnon
Ingeniería
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Masterización
Lars Fox
Lars Fox
Ingeniería de edición

Letra

[Verse 1]
You wanted space and I gave you that
You needed time that I didn't have
You wanted freedom to figure it out
Yeah, you needed single to show you around
So I moved across the state into a condo on Fifth
I changed all my numbers and the crew that I hung with
And, boy, I never see you, but I see you all the time
Thought that I could do it, but I can't and don't know why
[Chorus]
So, baby, Georgia is yours
You're too hard to ignore
And this place ain't big enough for the two of us anymore
So, baby, Georgia is yours
[Verse 2]
We tried being friends, but you know I lack those
Can I see you again? You say, "I don't think so"
But then you call me after a few
I try not to pick up, but I always do
I'm gonna toss all my clothes that smell like your cologne
Get rid of all the pictures of you on my phone
I'm packin' up my life in my car and a bag
I'm tryin' my luck on some out of state tags
[Chorus]
Yeah, baby, Georgia is yours
You're too hard to ignore
And this place ain't big enough for the two of us anymore
So, baby, Georgia is yours
[Verse 3]
You keep the beach where we met, the stop signs we ran
That stars that we kissed under, the songs that we danced to
Midnights on Peachtree, where I stole your hat
Don't wanna keep it, just take it back
[Chorus]
'Cause, baby, Georgia is yours
You're too hard to ignore
And this place ain't big enough for the two of us anymore
So, baby, Georgia is yours
[Outro]
Baby, Georgia is yours
Written by: Emily Weisband, Eric Olson, Josh Kerr, Rhett Akins, Sam Ellis, Thomas Rhett
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