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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
William Clark Green
Voix principales
Cameron Moreland
Basse
Dan Dugmore
Steel guitar
John Deaderick
Orgue
Kenny Greenberg
Guitare électrique
Rachel Loy
Chœurs
Ryan Garza
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
William Clark Green
Paroles/Composition
Jared Mullins
Paroles/Composition
Charlie Stout
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Chad Carlson
Ingénierie
Mills Logan
Ingénierie de mixage
Rachel Loy
Production
Tom Freitag
Assistance d’ingénierie
Paroles
Yeah i'm out here runin just as fast as I can I got the whole world lookin at me.
Beggin me to change and I am but it aint who I wanna be.
Oh the interstate's pumpin just like a vein full of california license plates.
And my heart is thumpin goin insane, they tunred Austin into LA.
Them good old boys are few and far between.
They're spread out thin from houston to tennesee.
Yeah my grnadad's spinnin in his grave and they're all out there.
I'm old fashioned.
Yessir, no sir, pardon me mam, you don't hear it much anymore.
From the punk ass kids who don't give a damn hanging out at the corner store.
They're gonna beg steal and borrow all the promise from tommorw, it aint that hard to tell and no one else knows because they're staring at their phones, the whole worlds goin to hell.
Them good old boys are few and far between.
They're spread out thin from
Houston to Tennesee.
Yeah my grandad's spinnin in his grave and they're all out there.
I'm old fashioned.
I'm old fashioned.
Them good old boys are few and far between.
They're spread out thin from houston to Tennesee.
Them good old boys are few and far between.
They're spread out from Houston to Teneessee.
Yeah my grandad's spinnin in his grave and they're all out there.
I'm old fashioned.
I'm old fashioned.
I'm old fashioned.
I'm old fashioned.
Writer(s): Jared Mullins, William Clark Green, Charlie Stout
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