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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Travis Tritt
Chant
Mark Goldenberg
Guitare acoustique
Myrna Smith
Chœurs
Portia Griffin
Chœurs
Mike Brignardello
Basse
Robby Turner
Pedal steel guitar
Kenny Aronoff
Batterie
Wendell Cox
Guitare électrique
Mark O'Connor
Violon folklorique
Marty Stuart
Guitare
Reggie Young
Guitare électrique
Jimmy Joe Ruggiere
Harmonica
Herb Pedersen
Harmonies vocales
Benmont Tench
Orgue
Sam Bacco
Percussion
Lee ThornBerg
Trompette
Roy M. “Junior” Husky
Contrebasse
Joel Derouin
Violon
Peter Kent
Violon
Mike Henderson
Guitare électrique
Suzie Katayama
Violoncelle
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Mark Alan Springer
Paroles/Composition
Roger Murrah
Paroles/Composition
David Campbell
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Travis Tritt
Production
Eddie Miller
Assistance d’ingénierie
Joe Hayden
Assistance d’ingénierie
Rik Pekkonen
Ingénierie de mixage
Dan Bosworth
Ingénierie
Stephen Marcussen
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Don Was
Production
Paroles
As we sat on the front porch of that old grey house where I was born and raised
Staring at the dusty fields where my daddy worked hard everyday
I think it kinda hurt him when I said, "Daddy, there's a lot that I don't know
But don't you ever dream about a life where corn don't grow?"
He just sat there silent, staring at his favorite coffee cup
I saw a storm of mixed emotions in his eyes when he looked up
He said, "Son, I know at your age, it seems like this ole world is turnin' slow
And you think you'll find the answer to it all, where corn don't grow"
Hard times are real, there's dusty fields no matter where you go
You may change your mind 'cause the weeds are high where corn don't grow
I remember feeling guilty when daddy turned and walked back in the house
I was only 17 back then, but I thought that I knew more than I know now
I can't say he didn't warn me, this city life's a hard row to hoe
Ain't it funny how a dream can turn around where corn don't grow?
Hard times are real, there's dusty fields no matter where you go
And you may change your mind 'cause the weeds are high where corn don't grow
You may change your mind, oh, the weeds are high where corn don't grow
Writer(s): Roger Alan Murrah, Mark Springer
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