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INTERPRÉTATION
Jason Aldean
Jason Aldean
Chant
Adam Shoenfeld
Adam Shoenfeld
Guitare électrique
Billy Panda
Billy Panda
Guitare acoustique
Kurt Allison
Kurt Allison
Guitare électrique
Liana Manis
Liana Manis
Chœurs
Michael "Mike Dee" Johnson
Michael "Mike Dee" Johnson
Steel guitar
Mike Rojas
Mike Rojas
Piano
Neil Thrasher
Neil Thrasher
Chœurs
Rich Redmond
Rich Redmond
Batterie
Tony Harrell
Tony Harrell
Piano
Tully Kennedy
Tully Kennedy
Basse
Wes Hightower
Wes Hightower
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Neil Thrasher
Neil Thrasher
Paroles/Composition
Tony Martin
Tony Martin
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Michael Knox
Michael Knox
Production
Brandon Epps
Brandon Epps
Ingénierie de montage
Peter Coleman
Peter Coleman
Ingénierie de prise de son
Richard Dodd
Richard Dodd
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

I can't count the barns I've passed Painted red, white and black See Rock city And up ahead there's a turn Take me right through Gatlinburg I hear it's pretty Maybe some other time I can't slow down Right across that state line Right about now Her hair's still wet from her bath She's sittin' on the front porch With a glass of iced tea In my sweat shirt and her bare feet This I gotta see If I hurry, I can catch The colours on her skin from that sunset And her face and that love waitin' on me This I gotta see this I gotta see I can't wait to get to her Man, I wish I were there already She's the only thing that keeps This world from drivin' me crazy I just hit that city limit Yeah, and that a pretty good sign If I pick it up a bit I'll be right on time Her hair's still wet from her bath She's sittin' on the front porch With a glass of iced tea In my sweat shirt and her bare feet This I gotta see If I hurry, I can catch The colours on her skin from that sunset And her face and that love waitin' on me This I gotta see, yeah Her hair's still wet from her bath She's sittin' on the front porch With a glass of iced tea In my sweat shirt and her bare feet This I gotta see If I hurry, I can catch The colours on her skin from that sunset And her face, and that love waitin' on me This I gotta see this I gotta see
Writer(s): Neil Thrasher, Tonyl Martin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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