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Titres les plus populaires de Thomas Rhett
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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Thomas Rhett
Chant
Dann Huff
Guitare électrique
Jesse Frasure
Programmation
Justin Niebank
Programmation
David Huff
Programmation
Ilya Toshinskiy
Guitare acoustique
Derek Wells
Guitare électrique
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Basse
Charlie Judge
Piano
Chris Kimmerer
Batterie
Stevie Frasure
Chœurs
Josh Reedy
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Thomas Rhett
Paroles/Composition
Jesse Frasure
Paroles/Composition
Ashley Gorley
Paroles/Composition
Ernest Keith Smith
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Dann Huff
Production
Jesse Frasure
Production
Joe Baldridge
Ingénierie de prise de son
Joel McKenney
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Justin Niebank
Ingénierie de mixage
Drew Bollman
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Adam Ayan
Ingénierie de mastérisation
David Huff
Ingénierie de montage
Chris Small
Ingénierie de montage
Mike "Frog" Griffith
Personnel de studio
Paroles
Click-clack, yeah
Church boots
Yeah, my old truck is my new truck
It'll get me A to B and then to you truck
My coffee cup looks like my whiskey glass
Yeah, most folks stay the same here
Same town, sundown, drink the same beer
And my future looks a lot like my past
Nothin' wrong with that
Yeah, my old guitar is my new guitar
And the hole in the wall is my only bar
And the jeans with the rip in the knee
Are the ones that I wear on Friday night
And my T-shirt is my good shirt
Makin' money and I party on the same dirt
Go straight from the farm to the bar to the back row pew
Yeah, my work boots are my church boots
Church boots (click-clack)
Got the same luck that my dad did
And when I'm 80, I'ma probably be the same kid
I'm a redneck long haired son of a country song
And my first love is my same love
And I kiss her every mornin' when I wake up
And I plan to every mornin' 'til I'm gone
Ain't nothin' wrong
My old guitar is my new guitar
And the hole in the wall is my only bar
And the jeans with the rip in the knee
Are the ones that I wear on Friday night
And my T-shirt is my good shirt
Makin' money and I party on the same dirt
Go straight from the farm to the bar to the back row pew
Yeah, my work boots are my church boots
Church boots (click-clack)
They're all scuffed up man just like me
Tell a little story 'bout my history
Little mud on the back and a rip on the side
Don't think the good Lord minds
My church boots, mmm
Are my work boots and my party boots
And I'll probably wear 'em to the beach too
You get the idea
Yeah, my old guitar is my new guitar
And the hole in the wall is my only bar
And the jeans with the rip in the knee
Are the ones that I wear on Friday night
And my T-shirt is my good shirt
Makin' money and I party on the same dirt
Go straight from the farm to the bar to the back row pew
Yeah, my work boots are my church boots
Work boots are my church boots
Church boots, yeah, yeah
And my T-shirt is my good shirt
Makin' money and I party on the same dirt, yeah
Mmm-mmm
Writer(s): Thomas Rhett Akins, Ashley Glenn Gorley, Jesse Frasure, Ernest Keith Smith
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