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Luke Bryan
Voix principales
Jeff Stevens
Chœurs
Eli Beaird
Basse
Mark Hill
Basse
Duncan Mullins
Basse
Larry Beaird
Guitare acoustique
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Basse
John Willis
Guitare acoustique
Ilya Toshinskiy
Guitare acoustique
Brian Pruitt
Batterie
Lonnie Wilson
Batterie
Greg Morrow
Batterie
Shannon Forrest
Batterie
Brent Mason
Guitare électrique
Jeff King
Guitare électrique
Adam Shoenfeld
Guitare électrique
J.T. Corenflos
Guitare électrique
Kenny Greenberg
Guitare électrique
Jim "Moose" Brown
Piano
Howard Duck
Piano
Rob Hajacos
Violon folklorique
Hank Singer
Violon folklorique
Joe Spivey
Violon folklorique
Russ Pahl
Pedal steel guitar
Mike Rojas
Accordéon
Russell Terrell
Chœurs
Perry Coleman
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Luke Bryan
Paroles/Composition
Rodney Clawson
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jeff Stevens
Production
Mills Logan
Ingénierie de mixage
Jody Stevens
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Jed Hackett
Ingénierie de montage
Brad Winters
Ingénierie de montage
Paroles
We got beer and a tub and some good lookin' girls
Dressed to the nines, lookin' for a good time
Jacked up trucks, stacked in thick
White rocks stuck in the mud grips
And a big old bouncer at the door
But don't show him your I.D.
And don't you dare step out on the floor
If you ain't here to party
You picked the wrong place
You picked the wrong Friday night
If you ain't here to party
You'll be missin' out
On the best damn time of your life
So go on and throw your card down
Knock a shot out
And get yourself in the zone
Yeah, you might as well
Go on and head your ass back home
If you ain't here to party
There's a little old Louisiana band
Playin' a swampy jam and brown sugar tans
Lookin' so fine, shakin' that thing
In the zydeco cage and purple rain
Raise your drink up in the air
And everybody sing along
Man, you're here all alone
If you ain't here to party
You picked the wrong place
You picked the wrong Friday night
If you ain't here to party
You'll be missin' out
On the best damn time of your life
So go on and throw your card down
Knock a shot out
And get yourself in the zone
Yeah, you might as well
Go on and carry your ass back home
If you ain't here to party
If you ain't here to party
You picked the wrong place
You picked the wrong Friday night
If you ain't here to party
You'll be missin' out
On the best damn time of your life
So go on and pick someone out
Maybe make out
And get their number in your phone
Man, the only way
You'll be goin' home alone
Is if you ain't here to party
Yeah, you better be here to party
Yeah, we're all here to party
Yeah, we're all here to party
Throw your keys on the bar, you ain't drivin' your car
You're here with me, that's how it's gonna be
'Cause we're here to party, baby
Yeah, yeah, whoa
If you ain't here to party, yeah
You picked the wrong Friday night
Writer(s): Luke Bryan, Rodney Clawson
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