Podobne Utwory
Kredyty
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jackson Dean
Vocals
Luke Dick
Electric Guitar
Trey Keller
Background Vocals
Kenny Greenberg
Electric Guitar
Rob McNelley
Electric Guitar
Craig Young
Bass Guitar
Fred Eltringham
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jackson Dean
Songwriter
Cary Barlowe
Songwriter
Jesse Frasure
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Luke Dick
Producer
Arturo Buenahora, Jr.
Executive Producer
Jason Lehning
Recording Engineer
Lowell Reynolds
Assistant Recording Engineer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Tekst Utworu
I got plates from Carolina
I got one from Tennessee
And I'm one chrome hitch away
From bein' where I wanna be
I got vagabonds and old ex-cons
A beer can's throw away
Like a castle up on 12-inch block
And pride underneath the paint
Even though I keep my love like a satellite
I still never get that picture right
I'm driftin' into outer space
And my hangin' hat don't stay
I ran like hell from wedding bells
And I rambled my whole life
I left a breadcrumb trail of shotgun shells
And I'm still damn hard to find
I'm up and gone and rollin' on
Before that shootin' starts
I got a mind runnin' like a freight train
And a heart and a heart like a trailer park
Yeah, I got troubled souls and tornadoes
Both feel right at home
I got more tattoos than the prisons do
And stories left untold
That neon up above me
It flickers on and off
But the landlord, he still loves me
'Cause he and I still talk
Even though I doubled down in double-wides
And two wrongs just don't make it right
Love don't last here very long
And if it does, well, I'm movin' on
I ran like hell from wedding bells
And I rambled my whole life
I left a breadcrumb trail of shotgun shells
And I'm still damn hard to find
I'm up and gone and rollin' on
Before that shootin' starts
I got a mind runnin' like a freight train
And a heart and a heart like a trailer park
I keep my love like a satellite
I still never get that picture right
And I'm driftin' into outer space
And my hangin' hat don't stay
I ran like hell from wedding bells
And I rambled my whole life
I left a breadcrumb trail of shotgun shells
And I'm still damn hard to find (still damn hard to find)
I'm up and gone and rollin' on
Before that shootin' starts
I got a mind runnin' like a freight train
And a heart and a heart like a trailer park
And a heart like a trailer park
Writer(s): Jesse Frasure, Cary Barlowe, Jackson Dean
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