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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chayce Beckham
Chayce Beckham
Lead Vocals
Jeneé Fleenor
Jeneé Fleenor
Fiddle
Trey Keller
Trey Keller
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chayce Beckham
Chayce Beckham
Composer
Scooter Carusoe
Scooter Carusoe
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bart Butler
Bart Butler
Producer
Kam Luchterhand
Kam Luchterhand
Recording Engineer
Ryan Gore
Ryan Gore
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Recording Engineer
Scott Johnson
Scott Johnson
Producer
Rose Hutcheson
Rose Hutcheson
Producer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Recording Engineer

Tekst Utworu

I'd park my Chevy, board a westbound plane Knock on a few doors back where I came Spin an old record out track by track It's been a while since I heard a song like that Me and my buddies go drinking 'til dawn And catch up on laughing since I been gone Let a little bit of old make me feel brand new If I had a week with nothin' to do Cause a day just ain't enough Couldn't even touch The time it takes to fill me up With what I need Somewhere I'm from But I'm on the run with no time to lose If I had a week with nothin' to do I'd blow smoke rings and watch 'em disappear Into 300 acres of heifers and steers Do some farm pond fishing with my Uncle Joe And listen to the stories that never get old I'd take a break from the red lights and the concrete Put my old Red Wings back on my feet Let a little bit of old make me feel brand new If I had a week with nothin' to do Cause a day just ain't enough Couldn't even touch The time it takes to fill me up With what I need Somewhere I'm from But I'm on the run with no time to lose If I had a week with nothin' to do I'd stand on the porch and tell 'em all goodbye Remind 'em all that I'm doing alright And holler as I leave 'til my lungs turn blue If I had a week with nothin' to do
Writer(s): Chayce Beckham, Travis Hill Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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