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JUNE 18 22 - album reviews / Brett Eldredge - songs about you / Violet Skies-if i saw you again
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실연 아티스트
Brett Eldredge
Brett Eldredge
보컬
Heather Morgan
Heather Morgan
백그라운드 보컬
Nathan Chapman
Nathan Chapman
베이스
Rahsaan Barber
Rahsaan Barber
알토 색소폰
Kevin Gatzke
Kevin Gatzke
바리톤 색소폰
Mike Rojas
Mike Rojas
피아노
Aaron Sterling
Aaron Sterling
드럼
Stanton Edward
Stanton Edward
일렉트릭 기타
Evan Cobb
Evan Cobb
테너 색소폰
Roy Agee
Roy Agee
트롬본
Emmanuel Echem
Emmanuel Echem
트럼펫
작곡 및 작사
Brett Eldredge
Brett Eldredge
송라이터
Heather Morgan
Heather Morgan
송라이터
Nathan Chapman
Nathan Chapman
송라이터
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Brett Eldredge
Brett Eldredge
책임 프로듀서
Nathan Chapman
Nathan Chapman
프로듀서
Steve Fallone
Steve Fallone
마스터링 엔지니어
Ryan Hewitt
Ryan Hewitt
믹싱 엔지니어
Jordan Silva
Jordan Silva
믹싱 엔지니어
Gena Johnson
Gena Johnson
레코딩 엔지니어
Louis Remenapp
Louis Remenapp
어시스턴트 레코딩 엔지니어
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Lowell (KR) Reynolds (KR)
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Pour me a glass of somethin' special I'm in the mood to celebrate Dance like the devil went down to Georgia 'Cause he can't keep up with the hell we raise I think I'm overdue for a little fun Wind me up Charlie, let me run I've been working too hard in the summer sun If they don't give me a break, I'ma get me one Can't take it to the grave, I'ma spend it So come on, let me wobble off the line for a minute Pour me a glass of somethin' special I'm in the mood to celebrate Dance like the devil went down to Georgia 'Cause he can't keep with the hell we raise Do a little step, that dirty Kentucky Set the world on fire when they open the gate And dance like the devil went down to Georgia 'Cause he can't keep up with the hell we raise Call my buddy Nate, line 'em up Get everybody here for the good stuff Tell 'em bring you best moves like a potluck Tell 'em back your worries up like a Mack truck I ain't been this happy in a while You can find me on the floor with an alligator smile Pour me a glass of somethin' special I'm in the mood to celebrate Dance like the devil went down to Georgia 'Cause he can't keep up with the hell we raise Do a little step, that dirty Kentucky Set the world on fire when they open the gate And dance like the devil went down to Georgia 'Cause he can't keep up with the hell we raise Lose a button on my shirt Take life for a spin Go on, pour on all that sauce 'Cause you don't get to do it again (no, you don't) No, you don't get to do it again Nah, nah, nah Pour a glass of somethin' special I'm in the mood to celebrate Dance like the devil went down to Georgia 'Cause he can't keep up with hell we raise Do a little step, that dirty Kentucky Set the world on fire when they open the gate And dance like the devil went down to Georgia 'Cause he can't keep up with the hell we raise Oh Bring it back, go Woo, okay (yeah, yeah, yeah) You dancin' yet? (Woo-hoo) If you ain't, you ain't got a heartbeat (ooh, ooh) So I want you to really feel it (yeah, yeah, yeah) Dance like the devil (woo-hoo) Bring the bass, bring the treble (ooh) Oh, yeah, woo (ooh) (Yeah, yeah, yeah) na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na (woo-hoo) Oh, no, you can't keep up with the hell we raise (ooh, ooh)
Writer(s): Nathan Paul Chapman, Heather Morgan, Brett Ryan Eldredge Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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