Henry, come on — Lana Del Rey: letras e videoclipes das músicas e shows

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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LETRA

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO

Lana Del Rey

Vocais

Luke Laird

Violão acústico

Drew Erickson

Piano

COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA

Lana Del Rey

Composição

Luke Laird

Composição

Drew Erickson

Arranjos

PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA

Lana Del Rey

Produção

Luke Laird

Produção

Drew Erickson

Produção

Mike Stankiewicz

Mike Stankiewicz

Engenharia

Michael Harris

Engenharia

Jon Sher

Engenharia adicional

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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