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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Train
Train
Interprète
Pat Monahan
Pat Monahan
Chant
Espen Lind
Espen Lind
Guitare
Jimmy Stafford
Jimmy Stafford
Guitare
Drew Shoals
Drew Shoals
Batterie
Amund Björklund
Amund Björklund
Programmation
Hector Maldonado
Hector Maldonado
Basse
Jerry Becker
Jerry Becker
Claviers
Butch Walker
Butch Walker
Guitare
Ayb Asmar
Ayb Asmar
Programmation
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Amund Bjørklund
Amund Bjørklund
Composition
Pat Monahan
Pat Monahan
Paroles
Espen Lind
Espen Lind
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Espen Lind
Espen Lind
Ingénierie de prise de son
Butch Walker
Butch Walker
Production
Ayb Asmar
Ayb Asmar
Production complémentaire
Espionage
Espionage
Production
Jake Sinclair
Jake Sinclair
Ingénierie de prise de son
Francis Murray
Francis Murray
Ingénierie de prise de son
Mark Endert
Mark Endert
Ingénierie de mixage
Doug Johnson
Doug Johnson
Assistance d’ingénierie
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

And though I never got her name Or time to find out anything I loved her just the same And though I rode a different road And sang a different song I'll love her till my last breath's gone Like a river, made of silver Everyone came running to the scene I was shot down, in cold blood By an angel in blue jeans Late that night she got away I chased her to the turnpike Then lost her where the music never plays And though I rolled upon the stones And fell into the water I'll love her 'till my judgement day Like a sunrise, made of white lines Everything was nothing as it seems I was shot down, in cold blood By an angel in blue jeans Oh-oh-ohh oh-oh oh-ohh (hey) Ooh oh-oh oh-ohh (hey) Oh-oh-ohh oh-oh oh-ohh Ooh-oh-oh oh-oh oh-ohh (hey) I hear voices calling all around I keep falling down I think my heart could pound right out of me I see a million different ways To never leave this maze alive I woke up in somebody's arms Strange and so familiar Where nothing could go wrong Barely alive or nearly dead Somehow awake in my own bed And there you are Like a highway, headed my way Life is but a dream I was shot down, by your love My angel in blue jeans Oh-oh-ohh oh-oh oh-ohh (hey) Ooh oh-oh oh-ohh (hey) Oh-oh-ohh oh-oh oh-ohh Ooh-oh-oh oh-oh oh-ohh (hey) Ah-ah-ahh ah-ah ah-ahh (hey) Ah ah-ah ah-ahh (hey) Ah-ah-ahh ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh Ah-ahh ah-ah ah-ahh (hey hey hey)
Writer(s): Espen Lind, Amund Bjorklund, Pat Monahan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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