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Cold, Cold Winter
380
De gira
Country
Cold, Cold Winter fue lanzado el 20 de diciembre de 2024 por Clayton Mullen Music como parte del álbum Cold, Cold Winter - Single
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Fecha de lanzamiento20 de diciembre de 2024
Sello discográficoClayton Mullen Music
IdiomaEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM82

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Clayton Mullen
Clayton Mullen
Intérprete
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Clayton Mullen
Clayton Mullen
Composición
Cale Dodds
Cale Dodds
Composición
Justin Halpin
Justin Halpin
Composición
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Ben Van Maarth
Ben Van Maarth
Producción

Letra

[Verse 1]
She said nothing beats the sight of Telluride this time of year
So I bought a couple flights before that snow disappeared
And we planned it out together, but somewhere along the way
Those leaves in late November weren't the only thing to change
[Chorus]
It's gonna be a cold, cold winter beneath these Colorado pines
Who knew that you could feel so low ten thousand feet up high?
It's gonna be a long, long December in this heartbroke postcard town
There won't be much to remember the way this whiskey's going down
And I hope that summer comes and I don't miss her
It's gonna be a, a cold, cold winter
[Verse 2]
They're calling for a record low, but hell, who's even counting?
'Cause it's all gone downhill, and I ain't talking 'bout the mountains
Oh, ice and bourbon sure ain't working enough to warm me up
[Chorus]
It's gonna be a cold, cold winter beneath these Colorado pines
Who knew that you could feel so low ten thousand feet up high?
It's gonna be a long, long December in this heartbroke postcard town
There won't be much to remember the way this whiskey's going down
And I hope that summer comes and I don't miss her
It's gonna be a, a cold, cold winter
[Bridge]
When I finally catch that red eye back to Tennessee
I hope no one asks why a sold-out flight's got an empty seat
[Chorus]
It's gonna be a cold, cold winter beneath these Colorado pines
Who knew that you could feel so low ten thousand feet up high?
It's gonna be a long, long December in this heartbroke postcard town
There won't be much to remember the way this whiskey's going down
And I hope that summer comes and I don't miss her
It's gonna be a, a cold, cold winter
Written by: Cale Dodds, Clayton Mullen, Justin Halpin
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