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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Cole Swindell
Cole Swindell
Voix principales
Billy Panda
Billy Panda
Guitare acoustique
Michael Carter
Michael Carter
Programmation
Russell Terrell
Russell Terrell
Chœurs
Mike Wolofsky
Mike Wolofsky
Basse
Greg Morrow
Greg Morrow
Batterie
James Mitchell
James Mitchell
Guitare électrique
Pat Buchanan
Pat Buchanan
Guitare électrique
Dave Cohen
Dave Cohen
Synthétiseur
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Cole Swindell
Cole Swindell
Paroles/Composition
Brian Kelley
Brian Kelley
Paroles/Composition
Canaan Smith
Canaan Smith
Paroles/Composition
Tyler Hubbard
Tyler Hubbard
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Mike Stankiewicz
Mike Stankiewicz
Assistance d’ingénierie
John Palmieri
John Palmieri
Ingénierie de montage
Michael Carter
Michael Carter
Production
Mills Logan
Mills Logan
Ingénierie de prise de son
Adam Ayan
Adam Ayan
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Patrick Thrasher
Patrick Thrasher
Ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

There she was, little blue jean bust Just bare footing around I said, "What's up?" She hopped in the truck And we were right away running the town She's the kinda girl that walks in to your lonely world And everything dark just lights up But all summers end, now she's gone with the wind And the reason I spend so many nights up Somebody, somebody should've told her This party, this party wasn't over Hands up in the air, still swaying That band she loves still playing She had this old boy from the boondocks Sweet-talking, walking on moon rocks I wish somebody would've told her This party, this party wasn't over (This party, this party wa-wa-wasn't over) I still hear her laughing like it just happened Like I was just with her here Well, she had the magic and I had the habit But then she just disappeared See, I'm the kinda guy that just can't get her off my mind No matter how hard I try, she's all I think of Another lesson learned, but hey, the world still turns So, I guess it's time to turn another drink up Somebody, somebody should've told her This party, this party wasn't over Hands up in the air, still swaying That band she loves still playing She had this old boy from the boondocks Sweet-talking, walking on moon rocks I wish somebody would've told her This party, this party wasn't over No, oh These days, I can't even hear a wave crash And I get carried away and go George Strait back To a slow dance out in the sand When the keg was still cold and she was holding my hand Somebody, somebody should've told her This party, this party wasn't over Hands up in the air, still swaying That band she loves still playing She had this old boy from the boondocks Sweet-talking, walking on moon rocks I wish somebody would've told her This party, this party wasn't over No, it wasn't over Yeah, this party, this party, this party wasn't over Hands still swaying, band still playing Damn, this party wasn't over (This party, this party, this party wasn't over) (This party, this party, this party wasn't over)
Writer(s): Tyler Reed Hubbard, Canaan Lee Smith, Cole Swindell, Brian Jeffrey Kelley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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