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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Miranda Lambert
Chant
Richard Bennett
Guitare électrique
Glenn Worf
Basse
Randy Scruggs
Guitare acoustique
Jay Joyce
Clavinet
Matt Chamberlain
Batterie
Josh Kelley
Chœurs
Steve Winwood
Orgue Hammond
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Miranda Lambert
Paroles/Composition
Natalie Hemby
Paroles/Composition
Luke Laird
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Glenn Worf
Co‑production
Frank Liddell
Co‑production
Chuck Ainlay
Ingénierie de mixage
Brandon Schexnayder
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Ryan Krieg
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Stephen Marcussen
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
I have been draggin' around your sensitive ego
Making sure that your bags arrive on time for the dog and pony show
A little suitcase like a brick,
It kinda makes it hard to get a good grip
I drop your troubles off at the conveyor belt,
I'll hand you a ticket to go get it yourself
At the baggage claim, you got a lot of luggage in your name
When you hit the ground, check the lost and found
Cause it ain't my problem now
I can't carry it on, I've got a lot of troubles on my own
It's all over the yard, in the trunk of the car,
I'm packin' it in, so come and get it.
If it ain't obvious what has set me off today,
Behind every woman scorned is a man who made her that way
Go on and take your little business trip with that sweet little habit
That you can't kick
You better call your momma when you get to town
Cause I ain't gonna be hangin' around
At the baggage claim, you got a lot of luggage in your name
When you hit the ground, check the lost and found
Because it ain't my problem now
I can't carry it on, I've got a lot of troubles of my own
It's all over the yard, in the trunk of the car,
I'm packin' it in, so come and get it
Come and get it!
Come and pick it up, pick it up
Before I blow it up in flames
You better pick it up, pick it up,
Baby, I'm leaving everything...
At the baggage claim, you got a lot of luggage in your name
And when you hit the ground, check the lost and found
Cause it ain't my problem now
I can't carry it on, I've got a lot of troubles of my own
It's all over the yard, in the trunk of the car,
Well I'm packin' it in, so come and get it
Come and get your shit!
Writer(s): Miranda Lambert, Natalie Hemby, Luke Laird
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