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Henry, come on
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Henry, come on foi lançado em 11 de abril de 2025 por Polydor Records como parte do álbum Henry, come on - Single
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Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Lana Del Rey
Lana Del Rey
Vocais
Luke Laird
Luke Laird
Violão acústico
Drew Erickson
Drew Erickson
Piano
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Lana Del Rey
Lana Del Rey
Composição
Luke Laird
Luke Laird
Composição
Drew Erickson
Drew Erickson
Arranjos
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Lana Del Rey
Lana Del Rey
Produção
Luke Laird
Luke Laird
Produção
Drew Erickson
Drew Erickson
Produção
Mike Stankiewicz
Mike Stankiewicz
Engenharia
Michael Harris
Michael Harris
Engenharia
Jon Sher
Jon Sher
Engenharia adicional
Dean Reid
Dean Reid
Engenharia (mixagem)
Aidan Thillmann
Aidan Thillmann
Engenharia adicional
Ruairí O'Flaherty
Ruairí O'Flaherty
Engenharia (masterização)

Letra

[Verse 1]
I mean, Henry, come on
Do you think I'd really choose it?
All this off and on
Henry, come on
I mean, baby, come on
Do you think I'd really lose it on ya
If you did nothin' wrong?
Henry, come on
[Chorus]
Last call
"Hey, y'all"
Hang his hat up on the wall
Tell him that his cowgirl is gone
Go on and giddy up
Soft leather, blue jeans
Call us into void's dreams
Return it, but say it was fun
And it's not because of you
That I turned out so dangerous
Yesterday, I heard God say, "It's in your blood"
And it struck me just like lightning
I've been fightin'
I've been strivin'
Yesterday, I heard God say, "You were born to be the one
To hold the hand of the man
Who flies too close to the sun"
[Verse 2]
I'll still be nice to your mom
It's not her fault you're leavin'
Some people come and they're gone
They just fly away
Take your ass to the house
Don't even bother explainin'
There's no workin' it out
No way
[Chorus]
It's last call
"Hey, y'all"
Hang his hat up on the wall
Tell him that his cowgirl is gone
Go on and giddy up
Soft leather, blue jeans
Don't you get it?
That's the thing
You can't chase a ghost when it's gone
And it's not because of you
That I turned out so dangerous
Yesterday, I heard God say, "It's in your blood"
And it struck me just like lightning
I've been fightin'
I've been strivin'
But yesterday, I heard God say, "You were born to be the one
To hold the hand of the man
Who flies too close to the sun"
[Verse 3]
All these country singers
And their lonely rides to Houston
Doesn't really make for the best
You know, settle-down type
[Outro]
It's last call
"Hey, y'all"
Hang his hat up on the wall
Tell him that his cowgirl is gone
Go on and giddy up
Last call
"Hey, y'all"
Hang his hat up on the wall
Tell him that his cowgirl is gone
Go on and giddy up
Go on and giddy up
Go on and giddy up
Hey
Written by: Lana Del Rey, Luke Laird
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