The Dead Southのトップソング
同様の曲
クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Dead South
Performer
Nate Hilts
Lead Vocals
Scott Pringle
Background Vocals
Danny Kenyon
Double Bass
Colton Crawford
Banjo
Edward Minevitch
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nate Hilts
Songwriter
Scott Pringle
Songwriter
Danny Kenyon
Songwriter
Colton Crawford
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jason Plumb
Mixing Engineer
Cody Gamracy
Assistant Recording Engineer
João Carvalho
Mastering Engineer
歌詞
Well, I sat down on the pooper
Thinkin' through and through
Sippin' on some whiskey, yeah
With a real fat chew
Well, them winds they are a blowing wild
While I take this poo
And every man needs a chew
Driving down them prairie lands
Flat as can be
Why did my pappy leave me solo?
Well, that don't matter no more
'Cause every man needs a chew
Well, I sat down on the pooper
Thinkin' through and through
Sippin' on some whiskey, yeah
With a real fat chew
Well, them winds they are blowing wild
While I take this poo
And every man needs a chew
Well, I sat down on the pooper
Thinkin' through and through
Sippin' on some whiskey, yeah
With a real fat chew
Well, them winds they are blowing wild
While I take this poo
And every man needs a chew
Writer(s): Daniel J Kenyon, Colton Craig Crawford, Nathaniel William Hilts, Scott Matthew Pringle
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