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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Darius Rucker
Voix principales
Ross Copperman
Programmation
Tony Lucido
Basse
Fred Eltringham
Batterie
Derek Wells
Guitare électrique
Dan Dugmore
Pedal steel guitar
Jason Lehning
Claviers
Micah Wilshire
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Dallas Davidson
Paroles/Composition
Ashley Gorley
Paroles/Composition
Ross Copperman
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Ross Copperman
Production
F. Reid Shippen
Ingénierie de mixage
Chris Taylor
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Mike Shear
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Brian David Willis
Ingénierie de montage
Daniel Bacigalupi
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Andrew Mendelson
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
Bring your wild, bring your innocence
Bring that smile when you bite your lip
Bring that two-glass tipsy kiss, that stayed just a little too long
Baby, bring on your little short fuse
Your "Can you carry my high heel shoes?"
Your little small town attitude makes me feel right at home
Bring it on, bring it on, bring the fire, bring the storm
All your love like a flood raining down on me
Bring that laugh, bring those scars
Bring your jagged little heart
All those pieces of you, I ain't scared to love you
Baby bring it on
Baby bring it on
Along with your heart on your sleeve
That makeup that you don't need
That angel that you don't see, when you look in the mirror
Bring your future, bring your past
Bring your scared to fall too fast
All those perfect imperfections
Bring that girl I gotta have
Bring it on, bring it on, bring the fire. bring the storm
All your love like a flood raining down on me
Bring that laugh, bring those scars
Bring your jagged little heart
All those pieces of you, I ain't scared to love you
Baby bring it on, oh oh
Gotta love them back
Go ahead just fall
Everything you have, girl I want it all
Put your hand in mine, let me hold your heart
Baby let me see everything you are
Baby bring it on
Bring it on, bring the fire, bring the storm
All your love like a flood raining down on me
Bring that laugh, bring those scars
Bring your jagged little heart
All those pieces of you, I ain't scare to love you
Baby bring it on
Oh (baby, bring it on)
Bring your smile when you bite your lip
Bring that two-glass tipsy kiss
Bring it on, bring it on, bring it on
Baby bring on your little short fuse
Your small town attitude
Bring it on, bring it on, bring it on, bring it on, bring it on
Writer(s): Ashley Glenn Gorley, Dallas Davidson, Ross Copperman
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