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INTERPRÉTATION
The Dead South
Interprète
Nathaniel Hilts
Guitare acoustique
Daniel Kenyon
Violoncelle
Colton Crawford
Banjo
Scott Pringle
Mandoline
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Nathaniel Hilts
Paroles/Composition
Daniel Kenyon
Paroles/Composition
Colton Crawford
Paroles/Composition
Scott Pringle
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
The Dead South
Production
Jimmy Nutt
Production
Paroles
I'm telling you to explain
'Cause now you're playing my game
If you don't do what I say I'm gonna throw you in the river
Someday
See me floating down the river
That's where my body does lie
It sure was a cold September
With blood on everybody's mind
See my body on the shoreline
My thoughts are spilling in the stream
Picking strings all together
But everybody knows their scene
What did they put in the water
That we're drinking every night?
What did they do to the music man
When they tried to silence him that night?
Can you see it in the stars now
That you ain't actin' right
Your mind's been poisoned by the weather
The people and all of those lies
Don't listen to the wind blow (oh)
'Cause it ain't being very kind
Follow the path of all the others
So they can have their justice tonight
What did they put in the water
That we're drinking every night?
What did they do to the music man
When they tried to silence him that night?
What did they put in the water that night
'Cause he's lying here dead on cold ice
It don't matter what he had to say
Because they already cut him down today
It don't matter what he had to say
Because they already cut him down today
What did they put in the water
That we're drinking every night?
What did they do to the music man
When they tried to silence him that night?
What did they put in the water
That we're drinking every night?
What did they do to the music man
When they tried to silence him that night?
When they tried to silence him that night
Writer(s): Colton Crawford, Daniel Kenyon, Nathaniel Hilts, Scott Pringle
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