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