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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Miranda Lambert
Miranda Lambert
Chant
Gene Miller
Gene Miller
Chœurs
Richard Bennett
Richard Bennett
Guitare acoustique
John Barlow Jarvis
John Barlow Jarvis
Piano
Glenn Worf
Glenn Worf
Basse
Michael Rojas
Michael Rojas
Synthétiseur
Jay Joyce
Jay Joyce
Guitare électrique
Matt Chamberlain
Matt Chamberlain
Batterie
Carolyn Dawn Johnson
Carolyn Dawn Johnson
Chœurs
Randy Scruggs
Randy Scruggs
Guitare électrique
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Miranda Lambert
Miranda Lambert
Paroles/Composition
Nicolle Galyon
Nicolle Galyon
Paroles/Composition
Natalie Hemby
Natalie Hemby
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Glenn Worf
Glenn Worf
Production
Frank Liddell
Frank Liddell
Production
Chuck Ainlay
Chuck Ainlay
Production

Paroles

Quarter in a payphone Drying laundry on the line Watching sun tea in the window Pocket watch, tellin' time Seems like only yesterday, I'd get a blank cassette Record the country countdown, 'cause I couldn't buy it yet If we drove all the way to Dallas just to buy an Easter dress We take a long Rand McNally, stand in the line to pay for gas God knows that shiftin' gears, ain't what it used to be I learned to drive that 55, just like a Queen, three on the tree Hey what ever happened to waitin' your turn Doing it all by hand 'Cause when everything is handed to you It's only worth as much as the time you put in It all just seems so good the way we had it Back before everything became automatic If you had something to say You'd write it on a piece of paper Then you put a stamp on it And they'd get it three days later Boys would call the girls And girls would turn them down Staying married was the only way to work your problems out Hey what ever happened to waitin' your turn Doing it all by hand 'Cause when everything is handed to you It's only worth as much as the time you put in It all just seems so good the way we had it Back before everything became automatic, yeah Automatic Let's roll the windows down Windows with the cranks Come on, let's take a picture The kind you gotta shake Hey what ever happened to waitin' your turn Doing it all by hand 'Cause when everything is handed to you It's only worth as much as the time you put in It all just seems so good the way we had it Back before everything became automatic Automatic
Writer(s): Nicholle Anne Galyon, Miranda Lambert, Natalie Nicole Hemby Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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