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Gulf Moon
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Трек «Gulf Moon» вышел в 27 июля 2018 г. г. на альбоме « » (лейбл «Blue Chair Records/Warner Records»)Songs for the Saints
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Дата релиза27 июля 2018 г.
ЛейблBlue Chair Records/Warner Records
Мелодичность
Акустичность
Валанс
Танцевальность
Энергия
BPM78

Видео

Видео

Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Kenny Chesney
Kenny Chesney
Ведущий вокал
Danny Rader
Danny Rader
Акустическая гитара
Wyatt Beard
Wyatt Beard
Бэк-вокал
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Бас
Chad Cromwell
Chad Cromwell
Барабаны
Derek Wells
Derek Wells
Электрогитара
Kenny Greenberg
Kenny Greenberg
Электрогитара
Michael Rojas
Michael Rojas
Фортепиано
David Huff
David Huff
Программирование
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
John Baumann
John Baumann
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Kenny Chesney
Kenny Chesney
Продюсер
Bobbi Giel
Bobbi Giel
Ассистент мастеринг-инженера
Taylor Chadwick
Taylor Chadwick
Ассистент мастеринг-инженера
Alena Moran
Alena Moran
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Dan "DB" Bacigalupi
Dan "DB" Bacigalupi
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Dave "Squirrel" Covell
Dave "Squirrel" Covell
Ассистент инженера
Tom Freitag
Tom Freitag
Ассистент инженера
Reid Shippen
Reid Shippen
Миксинг-инженер
Buddy Cannon
Buddy Cannon
Продюсер
Tony Castle
Tony Castle
Инженер звукозаписи
Andrew Darby
Andrew Darby
Ассистент мастеринг-инженера
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Мастеринг-инженер
Seth Morton
Seth Morton
Ассистент инженера

Слова

[Verse 1]
A corner dive down on the square
Where the windows hang with the neon flare
Regular shoot horse and pull
While the barmaid wishes the place half full
She works the jar with a discount flirt
A faded Houston Oilers shirt
While an old crow sings
Down on the stage, thumbin' the chords on a crinkled page
He plays a Zevon tune
'Neath a gulf moon
[Verse 2]
Take a walk down along the wall
You go right on past the carnival
Hand in hand with the keeper  kind
The kind that ties to the ties that bind
Don't care for the carney  man
Or the fortune teller who reads your hand
You just B-line for a bungalow
Where the curtains fluttered
The candles glow in the heart of June
'Neath a gulf moon
[Verse 3]
And here I'm on a midnight porch
Lookin' up at a butane torch
That hangs behind the black expanse
Where the stars flicker, planets dancin'
It's probably time I pack it in
With a glass half full of Jameson
Well, I was born to croon
I might as well
'Neath a gulf moon
[Verse 4]
Down by the jetty near the Balinese Pier
The curmudgeons drink the yellow belly beer
And they bitch about the price of gas
And the fish that they can't seem to catch
They blame it on the islands way down south
From the bayou marsh and the delta mouth
Where the choppers roll and the tankers come
And a midnight daze for the oil drum
They can't leave too soon
'Neath a gulf moon
Written by: John Baumann
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