Clip vidéo
Clip vidéo
Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Brad Paisley
Guitare acoustique
Alison Krauss
Harmonies vocales
Eric Darken
Percussion
Jerry Douglas
Dobro
Kevin "Swine" Grantt
Contrebasse
Ben Sesar
Batterie
Justin Williamson
Violon
Kenny Lewis
Chœurs
Dan Tyminski
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Jon Randall
Paroles/Composition
Bill Anderson
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Frank Rogers
Production
Adam Hatley
Ingénierie de montage
Brian David Willis
Ingénierie de montage
Drew Bollman
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Hiriam Williams
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Jason Lehning
Ingénieries complémentaires
Justin Niebank
Ingénierie de mixage
Kendal Marcy
Ingénieries complémentaires
Neal Cappellino
Ingénierie de montage
Richard Barrow
Ingénierie de prise de son
Ronnie Thomas
Ingénierie de montage
Steve Short
Assistance d’ingénierie
Paroles
[Verse 1]
She put him out
Like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette
She broke his heart
He spent his whole life tryin' to forget
We watched him drink his pain away
A little at a time
But he never could get drunk enough
To get her off his mind
Until the night
[Verse 2]
He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger
And finally drank away her memory
Life is short, but this time it was bigger
Than the strength he had to get up off his knees
We found him with his face down in the pillow
With a note that said "I'll love her till I die"
And when we buried him beneath the willow
The angels sang a whiskey lullaby
[Verse 3]
La-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la-la
[Verse 4]
The rumors flew
But nobody knew how much she blamed herself
For years and years
She tried to hide the whiskey on her breath
She finally drank her pain away
A little at a time
But she never could get drunk enough
To get him off her mind
Until the night
[Verse 5]
She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger
And finally drank away his memory
Life is short, but this time it was bigger
Than the strength she had to get up off her knees
We found her with her face down in the pillow
Clinging to his picture for dear life
We laid her next to him beneath the willow
While the angels sang a whiskey lullaby
[Verse 6]
La-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la-la
[Verse 7]
La-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la-la
Written by: Bill Anderson, Jon Randall