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Gulf Moon
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Gulf Moon est sorti le 27 juillet 2018 par Blue Chair Records/Warner Records dans le cadre de l'album Songs for the Saints
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Date de sortie27 juillet 2018
LabelBlue Chair Records/Warner Records
Qualité mélodique
Acoustique
Valence
Dansabilité
Énergie
BPM78

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Kenny Chesney
Kenny Chesney
Voix principales
Danny Rader
Danny Rader
Guitare acoustique
Wyatt Beard
Wyatt Beard
Chœurs
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Basse
Chad Cromwell
Chad Cromwell
Batterie
Derek Wells
Derek Wells
Guitare électrique
Kenny Greenberg
Kenny Greenberg
Guitare électrique
Michael Rojas
Michael Rojas
Piano
David Huff
David Huff
Programmation
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
John Baumann
John Baumann
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Kenny Chesney
Kenny Chesney
Production
Bobbi Giel
Bobbi Giel
Assistance d’ingénierie de mastérisation
Taylor Chadwick
Taylor Chadwick
Assistance d’ingénierie de mastérisation
Alena Moran
Alena Moran
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Dan "DB" Bacigalupi
Dan "DB" Bacigalupi
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Dave "Squirrel" Covell
Dave "Squirrel" Covell
Assistance d’ingénierie
Tom Freitag
Tom Freitag
Assistance d’ingénierie
Reid Shippen
Reid Shippen
Ingénierie de mixage
Buddy Cannon
Buddy Cannon
Production
Tony Castle
Tony Castle
Ingénierie de prise de son
Andrew Darby
Andrew Darby
Assistance d’ingénierie de mastérisation
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Seth Morton
Seth Morton
Assistance d’ingénierie

Paroles

[Verse 1]
A corner dive down on the square
Where the windows hang with the neon flare
Regular shoot horse and pull
While the barmaid wishes the place half full
She works the jar with a discount flirt
A faded Houston Oilers shirt
While an old crow sings
Down on the stage, thumbin' the chords on a crinkled page
He plays a Zevon tune
'Neath a gulf moon
[Verse 2]
Take a walk down along the wall
You go right on past the carnival
Hand in hand with the keeper  kind
The kind that ties to the ties that bind
Don't care for the carney  man
Or the fortune teller who reads your hand
You just B-line for a bungalow
Where the curtains fluttered
The candles glow in the heart of June
'Neath a gulf moon
[Verse 3]
And here I'm on a midnight porch
Lookin' up at a butane torch
That hangs behind the black expanse
Where the stars flicker, planets dancin'
It's probably time I pack it in
With a glass half full of Jameson
Well, I was born to croon
I might as well
'Neath a gulf moon
[Verse 4]
Down by the jetty near the Balinese Pier
The curmudgeons drink the yellow belly beer
And they bitch about the price of gas
And the fish that they can't seem to catch
They blame it on the islands way down south
From the bayou marsh and the delta mouth
Where the choppers roll and the tankers come
And a midnight daze for the oil drum
They can't leave too soon
'Neath a gulf moon
Written by: John Baumann
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