Teledysk
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Kredyty
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dierks Bentley
Lead Vocals
Ross Copperman
Keyboards
Lee Hendricks
Bass
Craig Wright
Drums
Bryan Sutton
Acoustic Guitar
Jedd Hughes
Electric Guitar
Charles Worsham
Acoustic Guitar
Ryan Tyndell
Percussion
Dan Dugmore
Pedal Steel Guitar
Kacey Musgraves
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hillary Lindsey
Songwriter
Gordie Sampson
Songwriter
Ryan Tyndell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ross Copperman
Producer
Arturo Buenahora, Jr.
Executive Producer
F. Reid Shippen
Mixing Engineer
Nick Spezia
Assistant Recording Engineer
Paul Cossette
Assistant Recording Engineer
Brian David Willis
Editing Engineer
Tekst Utworu
There ain't enough
Bourbon in Kentucky for me to forget you
Naw, there ain't enough
Matches I can strike to set afire the memory of you
Up goes down
Right's gone left me behind
Wheels spin 'round
Reverse stuck in my mind
There ain't enough
Bourbon in Kentucky for me to forget you
Naw, there ain't enough
Bottles I could break to make 'em feel as broken as I do
Stack up every barrel
Since the day it was made
Satisfaction guaranteed to kill the pain
But there ain't enough
Kisses from a stranger
On a long wild night to ever make it alright
If it ain't you
In my arms, in my bed
Yeah, to hell with all the rest
Once you've had the best, nothing else will do
What's the use
There ain't enough
Bourbon in Kentucky for me to forget you
Naw, there ain't enough
Bottles I could drink to make 'em feel as empty as I do
With my mouth wide open
In a whiskey rain
I could stand there 24 hours a day, hey
But there ain't enough
Bourbon in Kentucky for me to forget you
Naw, there ain't enough
Bottles I could drink to make 'em feel as empty as I do
Naw, there ain't enough
Bourbon in Kentucky for me to forget you
So forget you
Writer(s): Gordie Sampson, Hillary Lindsey, Ryan Tyndell
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