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Cole Swindell - "20 in a Chevy" (Official Audio Video)
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INTERPRÉTATION
Cole Swindell
Cole Swindell
Voix principales
Billy Panda
Billy Panda
Guitare acoustique
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
Claviers
Michael Carter
Michael Carter
Programmation
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Cole Swindell
Cole Swindell
Paroles/Composition
Jon Nite
Jon Nite
Paroles/Composition
Ross Copperman
Ross Copperman
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Kam Luchterhand
Kam Luchterhand
Assistance d’ingénierie
Mike Stankiewicz
Mike Stankiewicz
Assistance d’ingénierie
Zack Pancoast
Zack Pancoast
Assistance d’ingénierie
John Palmieri
John Palmieri
Ingénierie de montage
Mills Logan
Mills Logan
Ingénierie de prise de son
Michael Carter
Michael Carter
Production
Adam Ayan
Adam Ayan
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Patrick Thrasher
Patrick Thrasher
Ingénierie de mixage
Scott Johnson
Scott Johnson
Production

Paroles

20 in a Chevy on a two lane Yeah, world keeps turning, I keep burning Through the night like cigarettes Country station, black top, ocean I ain't shook that summer yet I'm doing fine like I don't care And that song comes on outta where And I go right back there, yeah You're always gonna be... 20 in a Chevy on a two lane Hand out the window singing Night Train Here life still tastes like your name Rolling off my lips and Sweat drips, time slips It's my hands and your hips It's your lips on my lips I wonder if you ever miss 20 in a Chevy on a two lane Old school feeling, hay field dreaming Yeah we had it all planned out Hands in your hair, middle of nowhere Midnight moon beating down On the hood of my truck where you used to be Nothing falling but your hair, the stars and me Now we're just small town history Girl I swear all I see is 20 in a Chevy on a two lane Hand out the window singing Night Train Here life still tastes like your name Rolling off my lips and Sweat drips, time slips It's my hands and your hips It's your lips on my lips I wonder if you ever miss 20 in a Chevy on a two lane Yeah we were 20 in a Chevy on a two lane Windows fogged up in the hard rain How the hell did we have such a good thing And let it slip away, we let it slip away Like 20 in a Chevy on a two lane Hand out the window singing Night Train Here life still tastes like your name Rolling off my lips yeah then Sweat drips, time slips It's my hands and your hips It's your lips on my lips I wonder if you ever miss 20 in a Chevy on a two lane 20 in a Chevy on a two lane 20 in a Chevy on a two lane Girl you were 20 in a Chevy on a two lane
Writer(s): Cole Swindell, Jon Nite, Ross Copperman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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