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INTERPRÉTATION
Dwight Yoakam
Dwight Yoakam
Chant
Dean Parks
Dean Parks
Guitare acoustique
Pete Anderson
Pete Anderson
Guitare électrique
Scott Humphrey
Scott Humphrey
Programmation
Beth Anderson
Beth Anderson
Chœurs
James Couger
James Couger
Chœurs
Jim Haas
Jim Haas
Chœurs
Jim Lauderdale
Jim Lauderdale
Chœurs
Tommy Funderburk
Tommy Funderburk
Chœurs
Taras Prodaniuk
Taras Prodaniuk
Basse
Al Perkins
Al Perkins
Pedal steel guitar
Jeff Donavan
Jeff Donavan
Batterie
Dan Reed
Dan Reed
Violon folklorique
Scott Joss
Scott Joss
Violon folklorique
Skip Edwards
Skip Edwards
Claviers
Chuck Domanico
Chuck Domanico
Contrebasse
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Dwight Yoakam
Dwight Yoakam
Paroles/Composition
Pete Anderson
Pete Anderson
Arrangement
Scott Humphrey
Scott Humphrey
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Pete Anderson
Pete Anderson
Production
Craig Doubet
Craig Doubet
Assistance d’ingénierie
David Lopez
David Lopez
Assistance d’ingénierie
Dusty Wakeman
Dusty Wakeman
Ingénierie de prise de son
Stephen Marcussen
Stephen Marcussen
Ingénierie de mastérisation
David Leonard
David Leonard
Ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

Where did I go wrong You know I've never had a clue I must have just been born no good 'Cause bad's the best that I can do Was it just my fate in life To end up here this way Lost and all alone One more black lamb That's gone astray Lonesome roads are the only kind I ever travel Empty rooms are the only place I ever stay I'm just a face out in the crowd that looks like trouble Poor ol' worthless me is the only friend I ever made Instrumental Lonesome roads are the only kind I ever travel Empty rooms are the only place I ever stay I'm just a face out in the crowd that looks like trouble Poor ol' worthless me is the only friend I ever made Lonesome Roads - Dwight Yoakam Where did I go wrong You know I've never had a clue I must have just been born no good 'Cause bad's the best that I can do Was it just my fate in life To end up here this way Lost and all alone One more black lamb That's gone astray Lonesome roads are the only kind I ever travel Empty rooms are the only place I ever stay I'm just a face out in the crowd that looks like trouble Poor ol' worthless me is the only friend I ever made Poor ol' worthless me is the only friend I ever made...
Writer(s): Dwight David Yoakam Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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