Concerts à venir de Brandi Carlile
Voir tous les concerts
Apparaît dans
Titres les plus populaires de Brandi Carlile
Titres similaires
Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Brandi Carlile
Chant
Phil Hanseroth
Chœurs
Tim Hanseroth
Chœurs
John Mark Painter
Cor d’harmonie
Dave Cobb
Guitare
Shooter Jennings
Piano
Chris Powell
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Brandi Carlile
Paroles/Composition
Phil Hanseroth
Paroles/Composition
Tim Hanseroth
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Eddie Spear
Ingénierie de mixage
Dave Cobb
Production
Pete Lyman
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Shooter Jennings
Production
Gena Johnson
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Paroles
One, two, three, four...
Out in the middle of nowhere
With nothing much else to do
Oh, the night brought us together
And I lent my heart to you
Maybe you were running way from something
Without so much as a plan
Not a living soul to guide you
Jesus tattooed on your hand
God, the whole world's gone crazy
And there's only God to blame
Somebody called you something sweet once
It was more than Fulton County Jane
And when my heart has no rest
And a thousand things are on my mind
I'll always save some room for you
I won't let you get left behind
Oh, and I always will remember
When the lonely day is through
That somewhere fall from Fulton County
A stranger says a prayer for you
God, the whole world's gone crazy
And there's only God to blame
Your mother calls you something sweet once
It was more than Fulton County Jane
Fulton County Jane
We came into this life with nothing
And all we're taking is a name
That's why I've written you this song
This is for Fulton County Jane
God, the whole world's gone crazy
And there's only God to blame
Your mother calls you something sweet once, darling
You're more than Fulton County
Fulton County Jane
Fulton County Jane
Writer(s): Brandi Marie Carlile, Timothy Jay Hanseroth, Phillip John Hanseroth
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com