In primo piano
Suggerimenti
Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris Young
Vocals
Jimmy Carter
Bass
Joel Key
Acoustic Guitar
James Mitchell
Electric Guitar
Michael Rojas
Keyboards
Lonnie Wilson
Drums
Dave Cohen
Hammond Organ
Julian King
Percussion
Kris Donegan
Acoustic Guitar
Scotty Sanders
Steel Guitar
Wes Hightower
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Johnny Clawson
Songwriter
Dave Fenley
Songwriter
Kyle Sturrock
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Young
Producer
Julian King
Recording Engineer
Joel McKenney
Assistant Engineer
Adam Ayan
Mastering Engineer
Kam Luchterhand
Assistant Engineer
Testi
Might as well be ten feet tall built of steel and twice as strong
With a mind just like a wellspring full of lessons
He wakes up and works while he's still able
Sunday nights around that table
He'll cross his calisthenics and leave the blessing
He loves mama every day
She still looks at him the same
He's watched time keep ticking by
But he don't complain
Yeah, we love to sing "Forever young"
And hope the trips around the sun start spinning a little slower
And we're scared that if you blink your eyes your point has turned to 45
And life puts all its weight there on your shoulders
But if I get half the chance to be like my old man
I ain't afraid of gettin' older
I got a few grades just like him
The scars to show the life I've lived
And I'm settling down more with every season
It sure is further down the road
But he still shows me where to go
How to live, how to love, how to raise your own ones up
Yeah, we love to sing "Forever young"
And hope the trips around the sun start spinning a little slower
And we're scared that if you blink your eyes your point has turned to 45
And life puts all its weight there on your shoulders
But if I get half the chance to be like my old man
I ain't afraid of gettin' older
No, no
So let those years pile up
And let those clocks keep running
'Cause they don't stop for nothing anyway
And that's okay
Yeah, we love to sing "Forever young"
And hope the trips around the sun start spinning a little slower
And we're scared that if you blink your eyes your point has turned to 45
And life puts all its weight there on your shoulders
But if I get half the chance to be like my old man
I ain't afraid of gettin' older
No, no
If I get half the chance to be like my old man
I ain't afraid of gettin' older
Writer(s): Dave Fenley, Kyle Sturrock, Johnny Clawson
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