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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Aaron Lewis
Chant
Tony Castle
Chœurs
Kevin "Swine" Grantt
Basse
Bobby Terry
Guitare acoustique
Pat Buchanan
Guitare électrique
Brent Mason
Guitare électrique
Paul Franklin
Steel guitar
Ben Kitterman
Dobro
Mickey Raphael
Harmonica
Jim "Moose" Brown
Orgue
Wyatt Beard
Chœurs
Tony Creasman
Batterie
Tyminski
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Aaron Lewis
Paroles/Composition
Ira Dean
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Buddy Cannon
Production
Tony Castle
Ingénierie de prise de son
Ted Jensen
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Seth Morton
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Paroles
I've seen drunk girls singin' karaoke
I've seen old timers bring their beer
And we all seem to have our sad stories to tell
That's how we all ended up here
Washin' away all our problems
Gettin' baptised in those neon lights
And the drunker I get, the more things I forget
And I just ain't got that kind of time
So that's why I like drinkin' whiskey
Because it fills up the cracks in my soul
And it helps me forget all the damage I've done
And all the time I've spent down in this hole
And for a moment I swear I hear Jesus
Sayin' "Son, it'll all be alright."
So I take one more shot of redemption, Lord
It's like Sunday every Saturday night
Now the gospel comes out of that jukebox
And an angel just walked through the door
And she pulled up a chair right beside me
She said, "You think misery's got room for one more?"
So that's why I like drinkin' whiskey
Because it fills up the cracks in my soul
And it helps me forget all the damage I've done
And all the time I've spent down in this hole
And for a moment I swear I hear Jesus
Sayin' "Son, it'll all be alright."
So I take one more shot of redemption, Lord
It's like Sunday every Saturday night
Now the bar stools are lined up like church pews
And the preacher just yelled out "Last call!"
And confession is held belly-up to the bar
Hell even the best angels fall
So that's why I like drinkin' whiskey
Because it fills up the cracks in my soul
And it helps me forget all the damage I've done
And all the time I've spent down in this hole
And for a moment I swear I hear Jesus
Saying "Son, it'll all be alright."
So I take one more shot of redemption, Lord
It's like Sunday every Saturday night
It's like Sunday every Saturday night
Writer(s): Aaron Lewis, Ira L Dean
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