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Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brantley Gilbert
Brantley Gilbert
Vocals
Lindsay Ell
Lindsay Ell
Vocals
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Electric Guitar
Russell Terrell
Russell Terrell
Background Vocals
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Programming
David Huff
David Huff
Programming
Danny Rader
Danny Rader
Electric Guitar
Tony Lucido
Tony Lucido
Bass
Charlie Judge
Charlie Judge
Keyboards
Chris McHugh
Chris McHugh
Drums
Cherie Oakley
Cherie Oakley
Background Vocals
Brock Berryhill
Brock Berryhill
Programming
Jess Franklin
Jess Franklin
Electric Guitar
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brantley Gilbert
Brantley Gilbert
Songwriter
Rhett Akins
Rhett Akins
Songwriter
Brock Berryhill
Brock Berryhill
Songwriter
Josh Dunne
Josh Dunne
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Producer
Steve Marcantonio
Steve Marcantonio
Recording Engineer
Todd Tidwell
Todd Tidwell
Assistant Recording Engineer
Russell Terrell
Russell Terrell
Recording Engineer
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Mixing Engineer
David Huff
David Huff
Editing Engineer
Chris Small
Chris Small
Editing Engineer
Adam Ayan
Adam Ayan
Mastering Engineer
Mike Griffith
Mike Griffith
Studio Personnel
Mark Oakley
Mark Oakley
Recording Engineer
Seth Morton
Seth Morton
Recording Engineer

Letra

I can't go for a ride to clear my head Cause everything I pass puts you back in it Yeah, we're done, moving on But you can't be too far gone Cause what happens in a small town stays in a small town Every back road we've ever gone down Friday night bleachers, Sunday pews Ain't a county line mile without a memory of you Every whisper, every room I walk in Every time the bartender fills it up again Everybody knows why I'm here and you ain't around Cause what happens in a small town stays in a small town Oh, we said this goodbye was the last I guess I could leave, I could run from the past And from us, and from you But this is where I belong, this is my home too What happens in a small town stays in a small town Every back road we've ever gone down Friday night bleachers, Sunday pews Ain't a county line mile without a memory of you Every whisper, every room I walk in Every time the bartender fills it up again Everybody knows why I'm here and you ain't around Cause what happens in a small town stays in a small town Yeah, I'm still here, yeah Yeah, and every time I see that little white Jeep Yeah, and that hand-me-down Ford coming down your street You wonder if somebody's in my seat If you're moving on or you're stuck like me What happens in a small town stays in a small town Oh, yeah What happens in a small town stays in a small town Every back road we've ever gone down Friday night bleachers, Sunday pews Ain't a county line mile without a memory of you Every whisper, every room I walk in Every time the bartender fills it up again Everybody knows why I'm here and you ain't around (You ain't around) Cause what happens in a small town stays in a small town It stays in a small town It stays in a small town And I'm still here (what happens in a small town) I'm still here (Stays in a small town) I'm still here Yeah, I'm still here I'm still here
Writer(s): Rhett Akins, Josh Dunne, Brock Berryhill, Brantley Keith Gilbert Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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