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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Ben Simonetti
Programmation
Clay Cook
Chœurs
John Driskell Hopkins
Chœurs
Matt Mangano
Basse
Jimmy De Martini
Chant
Chris Fryar
Batterie
Coy Bowles
Guitare électrique
Daniel De Los Reyes
Percussion
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Ben Simonetti
Paroles/Composition
Kenny Habul
Paroles/Composition
Kurt Thomas
Paroles/Composition
Zac Brown
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Ben Simonetti
Production
Clay Cook
Ingénieries complémentaires
John Driskell Hopkins
Ingénieries complémentaires
Matt Mangano
Ingénieries complémentaires
Dan Davis
Assistance d’ingénierie
Kam Luchterhand
Assistance d’ingénierie
Ryan Gore
Ingénierie de mixage
Ted Jensen
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Daniel De Los Reyes
Assistance d’ingénierie
Paroles
My granddad's pride and joy was a '49 Ford
Much as he loved Grandma he loved that old truck more
I thought it was time that I took it for a stroll
I had a big old pair for a boy just eight years old
Grounding second gear, drifting through the cows
Ripping through the pasture when the brakes finally gave out
He was screaming from the porch, I was crashing through the fence
And he said, "What do you have to say for what you've done?"
In my defense, I said
It's fun having fun
There's only so many trips around the sun
Of a gun, what's done is done
Hold it flat 'cause none of it lasts
But it's fun having fun
My dad kept a can of gas behind our old barn
I made sure I was careful when I poured it on the lawn
That fire was beautiful, and the wind started to blow
That ember hit the hayloft and I watched the sucker go
It didn't take long at all, those forty foot flames
I remember feeling grateful that the fire was not contained
The fireman had a hose and my daddy had a belt
He said, "What do you have to say for what you've done?"
I just felt that
It's fun having fun
There's only so many trips around the sun
Of a gun, what's done is done
Hold it flat 'cause none of it lasts
But it's fun having fun
Them country boys doing 95 down an old dirt road
Hotbox in a minivan squinting through the smoke
Blue lights keep flashing, and they haul our asses in (damn it, boy)
I look fucked up in the mugshot, but I'd do it all again
If you're dumb (yes, you're dumb)
You gotta be tough (well, you're tough)
If you're smart you might miss the thrill of blowing things up
That's enough of a life that's boring
And the worst decisions make good stories
Grab your helmet and your cape
Break a leg, duct tape it straight
Chicks dig scars and get-well cakes
Fun to have some fun
There's only so many trips around the sun
Of a gun, what's done is done
Hold it flat 'cause none of it lasts
But it's fun having fun having fun having fun
Writer(s): Benjamin Simonetti, Kenny Habul, Zac Brown, Kurt Thomas
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