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Titres les plus populaires de Willie Nelson
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INTERPRÉTATION
Willie Nelson
Guitare
Merle Haggard
Interprète
Jamey Johnson
Bugle
Kevin "Swine" Grantt
Basse
Tony Creasman
Batterie
Mickey Raphael
Harmonica
Bobby Terry
Guitare électrique
Shawn Camp
Guitare acoustique
Mike Johnson
Steel guitar
Catherine Styron-Marx
Piano
Renato Caranto
Saxophone
Ben Haggard
Guitare électrique
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Buddy Cannon
Composition
Jamey Johnson
Paroles/Composition
Larry Shell
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Buddy Cannon
Production
Steve Chadie
Ingénierie de prise de son
Tony Castle
Assistance d’ingénierie
Ace Otten
Assistance d’ingénierie
Jacob Sciba
Assistance d’ingénierie
Joseph Holguin
Assistance d’ingénierie
Jake Burns
Assistance d’ingénierie
Mike Stankiewicz
Assistance d’ingénierie
Joe Corey
Assistance d’ingénierie
Andrew Mendelson
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Andrew Darby
Assistance d’ingénierie
Natthaphol Abhigantaphand
Assistance d’ingénierie
Paroles
It's all going to pot
Whether we like it or not
As far as I can tell
The world's gone to hell
And we're sure gonna miss it a lot
All the whiskey in Lynchburg, Tennessee
Just doesn't hit the spot
I gotta hundred dollar bill
You can keep your pills, friend
Cause it's all going to pot
That cackle-bobble-head-in-a-box
Must think I'm dumb as a rock
Readin' the daily news
While I'm kickin' off my shoes
It's scarin' me outta my socks
The Red Headed Stranger I'm not
But buddy, let me tell you what
Ask ol' Will, he'll tell ya here's the deal
Friends, it's all goin' to pot
Well, it's all going to pot
Whether we like it or not
Best I can tell
The world's gone to hell
And we're all gonna miss it a lot
All the whiskey in Lynchburg, Tennessee
Just doesn't hit the spot
I gotta hundred dollar bill
You can keep your pills, friend
Cause it's all goin' to pot
Well I thought I had found me a girl
Sweetest little thing in the world
But all my jokes went up in smoke
When I caught her makin eyes at Merle
He said, sweet little honey
With her eye on your money
She's gonna take every penny you got
I said she's never gonna get it
Cause I've already spent it
Merle, It's all goin' to pot
It's all going to pot
Whether we like it or not
Best I can tell
The world's gone to hell
And we're all gonna miss it a lot
All the whiskey in Lynchburg, Tennessee
Just couldn't hit the spot
I gotta hundred dollar bill
You can keep your pills, friend
It's all going to pot
I gotta hundred dollar bill
You can keep your pills, friend
Cause it's all goin' to pot
Writer(s): Jamey Johnson, Buddy (murray F.) Cannon, Larry Shell
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