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INTERPRÉTATION
Jon Pardi
Chant
Dave Cohen
Piano Wurlitzer
Ryan Gore
Percussion
Lee Francis
Basse
Andy Ellison
Pedal steel guitar
Danny Rader
Guitare acoustique
Jeneé Fleenor
Violon folklorique
Miles McPherson
Batterie
Rob McNelley
Guitare électrique
Russell Terrell
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Jon Pardi
Paroles/Composition
Bart Butler
Paroles/Composition
Rhett Akins
Paroles/Composition
Luke Laird
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jon Pardi
Production
Bart Butler
Production
Ryan Gore
Ingénierie de mixage
Chris Small
Ingénierie de montage
Ted Jensen
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Kam Luchterhand
Assistance d’ingénierie
Seth Morton
Assistance d’ingénierie
Paroles
Back when I was just eighteen, I met the man in black
He said "Jon, it's nice to meet you, my name is Jack"
We hung out all the time, we became good friends
We ran around, we hit the town every damn weekend
I started missin' work 'cause I was dog-tired
That boss man had enough and good ol' Jack got me fired
Me and Jack don't get along no more
He's high up on the shelf while I'm lyin' on the floor
He makes me do things I've never done before
He makes me cuss, he makes me fight
Don't know what I did last night
Should've left his ass at the liquor store
Now, me and Jack don't get along no more
Saw the girl of my dreams and man, she made me nervous
So, I leaned on my buddy Jack 'cause he gave me the courage
I swept her off her feet, stole her heart and made her mine
She moved in and didn't like my friend Jack takin' all our time
She started gettin' jealous, said, "Jack's got to go"
He just wouldn't leave, so my girl hit the road
And me and Jack don't get along no more
He's high up on the shelf while I'm lyin' on the floor
He makes me do things I've never done before
He makes me cuss, he makes me fight
Don't know what I did last night
Should've left his ass at the liquor store
Now, me and Jack don't get along no more, oh
Well, Jack got me in a trouble
And I wound up in jail
So, I'm here doin' time
'Cause he won't pay my bail
I'm gonna change my ways
As soon as I get out
I'm headed for that liquor store to buy a fifth of Crown, 'cause
Me and Jack don't get along no more
He's high up on the shelf while I'm lyin' on the floor
He makes me do things I've never done before
He makes me cuss, he makes me fight
Don't know what I did last night
Should've left his ass at the liquor store
Now, me and Jack don't get along no more
Now, me and Jack don't get along no more
Now, we don't
Writer(s): Rhett Akins, Luke Laird, Bart Butler, Jon Pardi
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