Лучшие песни Ryan Bingham
Создатели
ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Ryan Bingham
Вокал
Elijah Ford
Бас-гитара
Matthew Smith
Барабаны
Corby Schaub
Электрогитара
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Ryan Bingham
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
T Bone Burnett
Продюсер
Mike Piersante
Миксинг-инженер
Vanessa Parr
Ассистент инженера
Gavin Lurssen
Мастеринг-инженер
Paul Ackling
Техник звукозаписи
Слова
The man come to shake my hand, and rob me of my farm
I shot 'em dead, and I hung my head, and drove off in his car
So on the run with a smokin' gun, lookin' for the coast
Of all the things I've had and lost, your love I miss the most
And hell will have to pay
I went a little bit too far, I'd say
Half drunk, I stumble on the whiskey from the bar
Sleepin' on the Santa Monica pier with the junkies and the stars
For when I woke, a Spanish cross, was reachin' for my hand
Then the stranger took the place, the words I couldn't understand
And there's nothin' but the ground, it's the only place I found
Where I can lay my head in town
Down on the boulevard, the sidewalk shuffles change
Cracked out from the night before, hallucinatin' in the rain
So I borrowed me a quarter for a call to the other side
I told God that the whole damn world was waitin' in line to die
But not me, this time
I left the trouble far behind
And he tied his arm off one more time
The man come to shake my hand, and rob me of my farm
Writer(s): Ryan Bingham
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