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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Blake Shelton
Voix principales
Tim Lauer
Claviers
John Willis
Guitare acoustique
Dennis Wilson
Chœurs
Rachel Proctor
Chœurs
Alison Brown
Banjo
Alison Prestwood
Basse
Anthony Lamarchina
Violoncelle
Dan Dugmore
Pedal steel guitar
Chad Cromwell
Batterie
Shannon Forrest
Batterie
Brent Rowan
Guitare électrique
Andrea Zonn
Violon folklorique
Jonathan Yudkin
Violon folklorique
Rob Hajacos
Violon folklorique
Terry McMillan
Harmonica
Scotty Sanders
Guitare
Mike Rojas
Piano
Bobby Braddock
Synthétiseur
Steve Gibson
Sitar
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Don Goodman
Paroles/Composition
Mark Sherrill
Paroles/Composition
James Bohon
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Denny Purcell
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Ed Seay
Ingénierie de mixage
Bobby Braddock
Production
Graham Lewis
Assistance d’ingénierie
Howell Luther
Assistance d’ingénierie
John Saylor
Ingénierie de mixage
Paroles
Well I caught my wife with another man
And it cost me ninety nine
On a prison farm in Georgia
Close to the Florida line
Well I'd been here for 2 long years
I finally made the warden my friend
And so he sentenced me to a life of ease
Taking care of Ol Red
Now Ol' Red he's the damnedest dog that I've ever seen
Got a nose that can smell a two day trail
He's a four legged tracking machine
You can consider yourself mighty lucky
To get past the gators and the quicksand beds
But all these years that I've been here
Ain't nobody got past Red
And the warden sang
Come on somebody
Why don't you run
Ol' Red's itchin' to have a little fun
Get my lantern
Get my gun
Red'll have you treed before the mornin' comes
Well I paid off the guard and I slipped out a letter
To my cousin up in Tennessee
Oh and he brought down a blue tick hound
She was pretty as she could be
Well they penned her up in the swampland
'Bout a mile just south of the gate
And I'd take Ol' Red for his evening run
I'd just drop him off and wait
And the warden sang
Come on somebody
Why don't you run
Ol' Red's itchin' to have a little fun
Get my lantern
Get my gun
Red'll have you treed before the mornin' comes
Now Ol' Red got real used to seeing
His lady every night
And so I kept him away for three or four days
And waited till the time got right
Well I made my run with the evenin' sun
And I smiled when I heard 'em turn Red out
'Cause I was headed north to Tennessee
And Ol' Red was headed south
And the warden sang
Come on somebody
Why don't you run
Ol' Red's itchin' to have a little fun
Get my lantern
Get my gun
Red'll have you treed before the mornin' comes
Now there's red haired blue ticks all in the South
Love got me in here and love got me out
Writer(s): Donald Goodman, Mark Sherrill, James E Bohon
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