Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Dwight Yoakam
Dwight Yoakam
Guitarra acústica
Chuck Domanico
Chuck Domanico
Bajo acústico
Weldon Parks
Weldon Parks
Guitarra acústica
Pete Anderson
Pete Anderson
Guitarra barítono
Amy Ray
Amy Ray
Voces de fondo
Emily Saliers
Emily Saliers
Voces de fondo
Jim Lauderdale
Jim Lauderdale
Voces de fondo
Roger Miller
Roger Miller
Voces de fondo
Tim O'Brien
Tim O'Brien
Mandolina
Tommy Funderburk
Tommy Funderburk
Voces de fondo
Jeff Donavan
Jeff Donavan
Batería
Don Reed
Don Reed
Violín
Scott Joss
Scott Joss
Violín
Al Perkins
Al Perkins
Guitarra
Skip Edwards
Skip Edwards
Teclados
Lenny Castro
Lenny Castro
Percusión
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Wayland Patton
Wayland Patton
Autoría
Bill Ross
Bill Ross
Arreglista de cuerdas
Pete Anderson
Pete Anderson
Arreglista
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Kevin Reeves
Kevin Reeves
Ingeniería adicional
Ray "Jr" Blair
Ray "Jr" Blair
Ingeniería adicional
Pete Anderson
Pete Anderson
Producción
Denny Thomas
Denny Thomas
Asistente de ingeniería
Lesie Ann Jones
Lesie Ann Jones
Asistente de ingeniería
Lori Fumar
Lori Fumar
Asistente de ingeniería
Dusty Wakeman
Dusty Wakeman
Ingeniería
Peter Doell
Peter Doell
Ingeniería
Stephen Marcussen
Stephen Marcussen
Masterización
David Leonard
David Leonard
Ingeniería de mezcla

Letra

Well, I'm back again for another night
Of trying to break free from this sadness that I can't lay to rest
This old honky-tonk sure does feel like home
And the music with the laughter seem to soothe my loneliness
Turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose
From her memory that's driving me lonely, crazy and blue
It helps me forget her, so the louder the better
Hey mister, turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose
If a tear should fall if I should whisper her name
To some stranger I'm holdin' while we're dancin' to an old Buck Owens song
I know she won't mind, she won't even know
She'll be dancing with a memory crying teardrops of her own
Turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose
From her memory that's driving me lonely, crazy and blue
It helps me forget her, so the louder the better
Hey mister, turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose
Turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose
From her memory that's driving me lonely, crazy and blue
It helps me forget her, so the louder the better
Hey mister, turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose
Yeah, mister turn it on, turn it up, turn me loose
Written by: Kostas, Wayland Patton
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