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Whyd You Come In Here Lookin' Like That
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INTERPRÉTATION
Dolly Parton
Dolly Parton
Chant
Ricky Skaggs
Ricky Skaggs
Mandoline
Mark Casstevens
Mark Casstevens
Guitare acoustique
Steven A. Gibson
Steven A. Gibson
Guitare électrique
Albert Lee
Albert Lee
Guitare électrique
Eddie Bayers
Eddie Bayers
Batterie
Barry Beckett
Barry Beckett
Piano
Jo-El Sonnier
Jo-El Sonnier
Accordéon
Mike Brignardello
Mike Brignardello
Basse
Curtis Young
Curtis Young
Harmonies vocales
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Bob Carlisle
Bob Carlisle
Paroles/Composition
Randy Thomas
Randy Thomas
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Dolly Parton
Dolly Parton
Production déléguée
Ricky Skaggs
Ricky Skaggs
Production
Brad Jones
Brad Jones
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Jeff Geidt
Jeff Geidt
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Pat Hutchinson
Pat Hutchinson
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Doug Johnson
Doug Johnson
Ingénierie de mixage
Denny Purcell
Denny Purcell
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Tom Harding
Tom Harding
Ingénierie de prise de son
Ed Seay
Ed Seay
Ingénierie de prise de son
George Massenburg
George Massenburg
Ingénierie de prise de son
Scott Hendricks
Scott Hendricks
Ingénierie de prise de son

Paroles

Why'd you come in here lookin' like that In your cowboy boots and your painted-on jeans All decked out like a cowgirl's dream Why'd you come in here looking like that Here comes my baby draggin' my heart behind He's drivin' me crazy who says love is blind He's got a wanderin' eye and a travelin' mind Big ideas and a little behind Out with a different woman every night But I remember when he was mine Why'd you come in here lookin' like that In your high heeled boots and your painted-on jeans All decked out like a cowgirl's dream Waltzing right in here lookin' like that Why'd you come in here lookin' like that When you could stop traffic in a gunny sack Why you're almost givin' me a heart attack When you waltz right in here lookin' like that I just can't stand it to see him on the town He's out slow dancing with every girl around I'm a softhearted woman he's a hardheaded man And he's gonna make me feel just as bad as he can He's got himself a mean streak a half a mile wide But now he's dancing on this heart of mine Oh why'd you come in here lookin' like that In your high heeled boots and your painted-on jeans All decked out like a cowgirl's dream Why'd you come in here lookin' like that Why'd you come in here lookin' like that In your cowboy boots and your painted-on jeans All decked out like a cowgirl's dream Why'd you come in here lookin' like that Why'd you come in here lookin' like that When you could stop traffic in a gunny sack Why you're almost givin' me a heart attack When you waltz right in here lookin' like that Why'd you come in here lookin' like that Why'd you come in here lookin' like that
Writer(s): Randy Thomas, Robert Carlisle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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