Titres les plus populaires de Shawn Camp
Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Shawn Camp
Guitare acoustique
Biff Watson
Guitare acoustique
Will Smith
Autoharpe
Roy Huskey, Jr.
Basse
Jerry Douglas
Dobro
Owen Hale
Batterie
James Burton
Guitare électrique
Richard Bennett
Guitare électrique
Bobby Hicks
Violon folklorique
Steve Nathan
Claviers
Steve Gibson
Mandoline
Al Perkins
Pedal steel guitar
Pat Mcinerney
Percussion
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Tim Mensy
Composition
Shawn Camp
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Amy Hughes
Assistance d’ingénierie
Nick Sparks
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Russ Martin
Ingénierie
Glenn Meadows
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Steve Marcantonio
Ingénierie de prise de son
Emory Gordy Jr.
Production
Paroles
Brand new shoes, they hurt my feet
This necktie is chokin' me
Cuttin' off my air supply
When I hang my head to cry
When I hang my head and cry
I see tears on daddy's face
Someone's hummin' 'Amazing Grace'
Rain beats on this graveside tier
Preacher says he did repent
Preacher swears he did repent
They've got him layin' there in pin stripes
How'd they get him in that suit?
I guess the Lord will recognize him
Without his overalls and mule
They all say he looks so natural
But all I see is a cold dark hole
I won't commit this day to memory
That ain't the Grandpa that I know
That ain't the Grandpa that I know
A tractor never pulled his plow
He walked and cussed and loved that ground
His hand sowed each single seed
And he'd pray for rain and fight the weeds
He'd pray for rain and fight the weeds
He said, 'The simple life it suits me fine'
Never dreamed beyond the County line
Grandma was his boyhood bride
He'll be back in her arms tonight
He'll sleep there in her arms tonight
They've got him layin' there in pin stripes
How'd they get him in that suit?
I guess the Lord will recognize him
Without his overalls and mule
They all say he looks so natural
But all I see is a cold dark hole
I won't commit this day to memory
That ain't the Grandpa that I know
They played a pretty organ number
Swore it was his favorite tune
But I know he'd preferred my fiddle
Playin' Carroll County Blues
They all say he looks so natural
But all I see is a cold dark hole
I won't commit this day to memory
That ain't the Grandpa that I know
That ain't the Grandpa that I kno
Writer(s): Shawn Camp, Tim Mensy
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