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Williamstown
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Wilkinsons
The Wilkinsons
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Scott Sherrill
John Scott Sherrill
Songwriter
Steve Wilkinson
Steve Wilkinson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Davie
Chris Davie
Engineer
Steve Marcantonio
Steve Marcantonio
Engineer
Tim Waters
Tim Waters
Engineer
Dean Jamison
Dean Jamison
Mixing Engineer
Ed Seay
Ed Seay
Mixing Engineer
Erik Hellerman
Erik Hellerman
Mixing Engineer
Doug Johnson
Doug Johnson
Producer
Russ Zavitson
Russ Zavitson
Producer
Tony Haselden
Tony Haselden
Producer

Letra

(Steve Wilkinson/John Scott Sherrill) My momma always told me Don't you hang around those Williamstown boys And don't be blind girl they're not our kind But she never met Willy McCoy The sun comes up at his house The same as it does at mine And why the two of us should never touch Is something I just can't get through my mind In a passing car I saw him through the window I could swear I caught him looking back If there's a chance for love to grow I might never know 'Cause I'm stuck here On the right side of the tracks Funny how a set of rusty rails Built a wall that we can't break down I know my baby's just a stone's throw away But it's a million miles from here To Williamstown And if that train still stopped here at the station We could hop on board, and never look back Until love can cross the line Between his world and mine I'm stuck here on the right side of the tracks
Writer(s): John Scott Sherrill, Steve Wilkinson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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