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INTERPRÉTATION
Shooter Jennings
Shooter Jennings
Orgue
Leroy Powell
Leroy Powell
Guitare
Ted Russell Kamp
Ted Russell Kamp
Basse
Bryan Keeling
Bryan Keeling
Batterie
Eric Heywood
Eric Heywood
Pedal steel guitar
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Shooter Jennings
Shooter Jennings
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Dave Cobb
Dave Cobb
Production
Mark Rains
Mark Rains
Ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

Moved out of my apartment and you moved out of my old town My life has remained so lonely since you ain't been around And to think how far I traveled, honey, just to see you one more time But if that's how you say hello well you can kiss my ass goodbye So let your hair down, get out of that skirt Oh but leave them high heels on I'll be in the back on my black Cadillac When Jesus finally comes to call His children home So let your hair down, get out of that skirt Oh but leave them high heels on I'll be in the back on my black Cadillac When Jesus finally comes to call His children home Don't get up Gonna climb a mountain when I get to the top I'll find a honky tonk Where I'll sit and I'll drink wondering where you've gone And to think how far I've traveled just to get your off my mind But if that's how you say hello well you can kiss my ass goodbye So let your hair down, get out of that skirt Oh but leave them high heels on I'll be in the back on my black Cadillac When Jesus finally comes to call His children home So let your hair down, get out of that skirt Oh but leave them high heels on I'll be in the back on my black Cadillac When Jesus finally comes to call His children home Oh yeah, I'll be in the back on my black Cadillac When Jesus finally comes to call His children home
Writer(s): Waylon Albright Jennings Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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