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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Lee Ann Womack
Interprète
Kenny Greenberg
Guitare électrique
Jay Joyce
Guitare électrique
Jerry McPherson
Guitare électrique
Colin Linden
Guitare acoustique
David Grissom
Guitare électrique
Spencer Campbell
Guitare basse
Chris McHugh
Batterie
Jeffrey Roach
Claviers
Paul Franklin
Steel guitar
Bruce Robison
Chœurs
Fleming Mcwilliams
Chœurs
Vicki Hampton
Chœurs
Kim Fleming
Chœurs
Bobby Huff
Chœurs
Marcus Hummon
Chœurs
Dan Colehour
Chœurs
Buddy Miller
Chœurs
Julie Miller
Chœurs
The Nashville String Machine
Violon
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Bruce Robison
Composition
Kenny Greenberg
Co‑arrangement
Jay Joyce
Co‑arrangement
John Mark Painter
Arrangement des instruments à cordes
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Lee Ann Womack
Production
Frank Liddell
Production
Mike McCarthy
Production
David Bryant
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Leslie Richter
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Graben Brian
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Chad Brown
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Bryan McConkey
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Jim Jordan
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Darren Redfield
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Tony High
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Young James Lightman
Ingénierie
Paroles
You're standing there, that look in your eye
You're lookin' for good ways to tell me good bye
Somethin' 'bout people, how they never know
They're lovin' somebody then lettin' them go
You're lookin' for reasons but there ain't no need
You can blame it on me
You can blame it on me I was the one
I had no right, to turn it all wrong
I held you too close I couldn't let go
You can't lose your cool, these days I know
So I'll go on home and you can feel free
To blame it on me
I am too rough, I work too hard
I got no cool friends, I drive an old car
I'm not the picture of anyone's dreams
A handful of bluebonnets and boots and old jeans
You're lookin' for reasons and there ain't no need
You can blame it on me
You can blame it on me I was the one
I had no right, to turn it all wrong
I held you too close I couldn't let go
You can't lose your cool, these days I know
So I'll go on home and you can feel free
When you start lookin' for ways out of love
Then I've been makin' mistakes by the dozen
So if you want to leave, you can blame it on me
I held you too close I couldn't let go
You can't lose you cool, these days I know
So I'll go on home and you can feel free
To blame it on me
Written by: Bruce Robison