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INTERPRÉTATION
Keith Urban
Keith Urban
Guitare électrique
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Guitare électrique
Jerry Roe
Jerry Roe
Batterie
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Basse
Dave Cohen
Dave Cohen
Orgue Hammond
Russell Terrell
Russell Terrell
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Brent Cobb
Brent Cobb
Paroles/Composition
Jaren Johnston
Jaren Johnston
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Keith Urban
Keith Urban
Co‑production
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Co‑production
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Ingénierie de mixage
Drew Bollman
Drew Bollman
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Randy Merrill
Randy Merrill
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

Thirty bucks would fill a tank up And leave change for some cheap snuff We'd be, six-deep in a '97 Jeep Wrangler, and I ain't gon' lie, ha Back then, we knew we were bad It didn't matter where the party was at Mapco, the old railroad track We'd get there slow and hope it all would last, forever Spring break tattoo, you knew better Like the man in the moon that age old sun-setter Makes the best shine and the world go 'round and 'round, forever So, let the good times roll and don't never Let your young grow old, these days around this podunk town You'll think about 'em 'til the cows come home For now, forever Hmm, hmm (Hey) I still remember three dollar hill, a slick spot past the old mill We'd be, sittin' stuck in the super swamper, killer quick mud with some Marlboro Lights Waitin' on a old timer by the name of Joe For a, few bucks and some Old Crow, he'd tow Hell on the gears but good for the soul Lordy, lookin' back at them years You know I'd stay in that hole, forever Spring break tattoo, you knew better Like the man in the moon that age old sun-setter Makes the best shine and the world go 'round and 'round, forever So, let the good times roll and don't never Let your young grow old, these days around this podunk town You'll think about 'em 'til the cows come home For now, forever (Hey, hey, woo, woo) Oh, don't let your young grow old Just let the good times roll These days around this podunk town You'll think about 'em 'til the cows come home, oh yeah Oh, don't let your young grow old Just let the good times roll These days around this podunk town You'll think about 'em 'til the cows come home For now, forever Spring break tattoo, you knew better Like the man in the moon that age old sun-setter Makes the best shine and the world go 'round and 'round, forever So, let the good times roll and don't never Let your young grow old, these days around this podunk town You'll think about 'em 'til the cows come home For now, forever (Oh, yeah, woo) Oh, you think about it You think about it Ooh, yes you will (Hey) Oh-oh Hmm-hmm Take it home, boys
Writer(s): Jaren Johnston, Brent Cobb Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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