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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Natalie Maines
Natalie Maines
Vocals
Martie Seidel
Martie Seidel
Fiddle
Emily Strayer
Emily Strayer
Banjo
Greg Morrow
Greg Morrow
Drums
Michael Rhodes
Michael Rhodes
Bass Guitar
Steve Nathan
Steve Nathan
Keyboards
Matt Rollings
Matt Rollings
Keyboards
Pat Buchanan
Pat Buchanan
Electric Guitar
Randy Scruggs
Randy Scruggs
Acoustic Guitar
Paul Worley
Paul Worley
Acoustic Guitar
Lloyd Maines
Lloyd Maines
Steel Guitar
Terry McMillan
Terry McMillan
Percussion
Tom Roady
Tom Roady
Percussion
Steve Conn
Steve Conn
Accordion
John Mock
John Mock
Bodhrán Drum
George Marinelli
George Marinelli
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Richard Leigh
Richard Leigh
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Paul Worley
Paul Worley
Producer
Blake Chancey
Blake Chancey
Producer
Billy Sherrill
Billy Sherrill
Recording Engineer
Tony Castle
Tony Castle
Assistant Engineer
John Guess
John Guess
Mixing Engineer
Patrick Murphy
Patrick Murphy
Assistant Engineer
Denny Purcell
Denny Purcell
Mastering Engineer
Jonathan Russell
Jonathan Russell
Assistant Engineer
Eric Conn
Eric Conn
Editing Engineer
Christopher Rowe
Christopher Rowe
Engineer
Clarke Schleicher
Clarke Schleicher
Engineer
C. Grier
C. Grier
Editing Engineer
Eric Conn
Eric Conn
Editing Engineer

गाने

[Verse 1]
The moon is full, my arms are empty
All night long I've pleaded and cried
You always said the day that you would leave me
Would be a cold day in July
[Verse 2]
Your bags are packed, not a word is spoken
Guess we said everything with goodbye
Time moves so slow and promises get broken
On this cold day in July
[Chorus]
The sun's comin' up, comin' up, down on Main Street
Children shout as they're running out to play
Head in my hands
Here I am, standing in my bare feet
Watching you drive away
Watching you drive away
[Verse 3]
Said that we were gonna last forever
We said our love would never die
It looks like spring
And it feels like sunny weather
But it's a cold day in July
[Verse 4]
Whoa, sun's comin' up, comin' up, down on Main Street
Children shout as they're running out to play
Whoa, head in my hands
Here I am, standing in my bare feet
Watching you drive away
Watching you drive away
[Outro]
The moon is full and my arms are empty
All night long, how I've pleaded and cried
You always said the day that you would leave me
Would be a cold day in July
Here comes that cold day in July
Written by: Richard C. Leigh
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