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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
George Strait
George Strait
Chant
Eddie Bayers
Eddie Bayers
Batterie
Glenn Worf
Glenn Worf
Basse
Steve Nathan
Steve Nathan
Orgue Hammond
Mac McAnally
Mac McAnally
Guitare acoustique
Steve Gibson
Steve Gibson
Guitare acoustique
Brent Mason
Brent Mason
Guitare électrique
Stuart Duncan
Stuart Duncan
Violon folklorique
Paul Franklin
Paul Franklin
Steel guitar
Wes Hightower
Wes Hightower
Chœurs
Matt Rollings
Matt Rollings
Piano
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Bill Anderson
Bill Anderson
Paroles/Composition
Buddy Cannon
Buddy Cannon
Paroles/Composition
Jamey Johnson
Jamey Johnson
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
George Strait
George Strait
Production
Chuck Ainlay
Chuck Ainlay
Ingénierie de mixage
Scott Kidd
Scott Kidd
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Casey Wood
Casey Wood
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Kyle Lehning
Kyle Lehning
Ingénieries complémentaires
Todd Tidwell
Todd Tidwell
Ingénieries complémentaires
Jim Cooley
Jim Cooley
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Brian David Willis
Brian David Willis
Ingénierie de montage
Hiriam Williams
Hiriam Williams
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Tony Brown
Tony Brown
Production

Paroles

She was stormin' through the house that day And I could tell she was leavin' And I thought, aw, she'll be back 'Til she turned around and pointed at the wall an' said That picture from our honeymoon That night in Frisco Bay Just give it away She said, give it away And that big four-poster king-size bed Where so much love was made Just give it away She said, just give it away Just give it away There ain't nothin' in this house worth fightin' over Oh, and we're both tired of fightin' anyway So just give it away So I tried to move on But I found that each woman I held Just reminded me of that day Hmmm When that front door swung wide open She flung her diamond ring Said, give it away Just give it away And I said, now, honey, don't you even want Your half of everything She said, give it away Just give it away Just give it away There ain't nothin' in this house worth fightin' over Oh, and we're both tired of fightin' anyway So just give it away So I'm still right here where she left me Along with all the other things She don't care about anymore Mmmm, like that picture from our honeymoon That night in Frisco Bay She said, give it away Well, I can't give it away And that big four-poster king-size bed Where all our love was made She said, give it away Well, I can't give it away I've got a furnished house, a diamond ring And a lonely broken heart Full of love and I can't even give it away
Writer(s): Bill Anderson, Buddy Cannon, Jamey Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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