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Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mike Harmeier
Guitar
Catlin Rutherford
Guitar
John Carbone
Wurlitzer Piano
Kyle Ponder
Drums
Preston Rhone
Bass Guitar
Zachary Moulton
Steel Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mike Harmeier
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Adam Odor
Producer
Eric Conn
Mastering Engineer
Letra
Barely out of seventh grade
Mom and dad went their separate ways
And me and my sister had to choose
What momma saw in her brand new man
I could never quite understand
So I stuck it out with daddy for a while
He never treated me like a kid
I did all the things he did
And he always let me tag along
Down to Steak Night at the Prairie Rose
A cover band from 10 to close
And my old man sittin' right there next to me
They got the ballgame on the big TV
A beer for him, a coke for me
He raised his bottle to the band, he'd turn to say:
"I'm gonna see you up there someday"
Maybe for better, maybe for worse
Maybe a blessing, probably a curse
In my mother's eyes, 'cause she saw him in me
Soon I started skipping school
Soon I started shooting pool
And hangin' out with the older crowd
We used to stay up all night long
Singin' all them outlaw songs
Some nights I'd sit in with the band
Down at Steak Night at the Prairie Rose
A cover band from 10 to close
And my old man sittin' right there next to me
They got the ballgame on the big TV
A beer for him, a coke for me
He raised his bottle to the band, He'd turn to say:
"I'm gonna see you up there someday
It ain't been the same since he's been gone
But now I proudly sing his song
Down at Steak Night at the Prairie Rose
I got a cover band from 10 to close
And my old man, he's sitting right here next to me
We got the ballgame on the big TV
A beer for him a beer for me
I raise my bottle, and turn to say:
"I'm gonna see you up there someday"
"I'm gonna see you up there someday"
Writer(s): Micheal Harmeier
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