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INTERPRÉTATION
Riley Thomas
Riley Thomas
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Riley Thomas
Riley Thomas
Paroles/Composition
Michael Whitworth
Michael Whitworth
Paroles/Composition
Conor Matthews
Conor Matthews
Paroles/Composition
Evan Gartner
Evan Gartner
Paroles/Composition
Lalo Guzman
Lalo Guzman
Paroles/Composition
Dan Henig
Dan Henig
Paroles/Composition
Alex Sacco
Alex Sacco
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Riley Thomas
Riley Thomas
Production
Evan Gartner
Evan Gartner
Production
Alex Sacco
Alex Sacco
Production
Ruairí O'Flaherty
Ruairí O'Flaherty
Ingénierie de mastérisation
JJ Catalyst
JJ Catalyst
Ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

Take me back in a Cadillac when the sinners were the saints Mama tried and the fiddles cried and the liquor ran like rain Sell my soul to rock and roll, let the devil's choir sing The opry shook and God was good when cowboys did cocaine I could use a middle finger, man in black San Quentin prison track Help brake me outta this same old same I could use a conversation with the hoss Laid out in a honky-tonk Get that Atlanta dog in my vein And I ain't one to speak for Waylon But I think if he was here today, he'd say Take me back in a Cadillac when the sinners were the saints Mama tried and the fiddles cried and the liquor ran like rain Sell my soul to rock and roll, let the devil's choir sing The opry shook and God was good when cowboys did cocaine Cowboys did cocaine Cowboys did cocaine I could take a Sunday mornin' comin' down Even out with another round I need that steady drip like the rain I want that highway high, eight-second ride That sugar to my brain Take me back in a Cadillac when the sinners were the saints Mama tried and the fiddles cried and the liquor ran like rain Sell my soul to rock and roll, let the devil's choir sing The opry shook and God was good when cowboys did cocaine Cowboys did cocaine Cowboys did cocaine I wanna be the outlaws and the inmates Running with merle on a jailbreak Wanna pull guitar with the poets When the lights come on at the boar's nest I need a long night to get my mind right In a fight with the devil 'til the sunlight Walking with Johnny on a white line Take me back in a Cadillac when the sinners were the saints Mama tried and the fiddles cried and the liquor ran like rain Sell my soul to rock and roll, let the devil's choir sing The opry shook and God was good when cowboys did cocaine Cowboys did cocaine Cowboys did cocaine Cowboys did cocaine Cowboys did cocaine Take me back in a Cadillac when the sinners were the saints Mama tried and the fiddles cried and the liquor ran like rain Sell my soul to rock and roll, let the devil's choir sing The opera shook and God was good when cowboys did cocaine
Writer(s): Riley Thomas, Lalo Guzman, Dan Henig, Conor Matthews, Michael Whitworth, Alexander Sacco, Evan Gartner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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