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Tim McGraw - Meanwhile Back At Mama’s ft. Faith Hill
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Tim McGraw
Tim McGraw
Вокал
Faith Hill
Faith Hill
Вокал
Byron Gallimore
Byron Gallimore
Клавишные инструменты
Dan Dougmore
Dan Dougmore
Добро
Dan Dugmore
Dan Dugmore
Стил-гитара
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Акустическая гитара
Paul Bushnell
Paul Bushnell
Бас
Shannon Forrest
Shannon Forrest
Барабаны
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Jaren Johnston
Jaren Johnston
Автор песен
Tom Douglas
Tom Douglas
Автор песен
Jeffrey Steele
Jeffrey Steele
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Adam Ayan
Adam Ayan
Мастеринг-инженер
Byron Gallimore
Byron Gallimore
Продюсер
Erik Lutkins
Erik Lutkins
Инженер звукозаписи
Stephen Allbritten
Stephen Allbritten
Дополнительный инженер
Tim McGraw
Tim McGraw
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Runnin' round in this new truck Bank let's me borrow from month to month Runnin' out of credit and find a little cash on the radio Standin' still they're blowin past, numbers on cars goin' Nascar fast What I wouldn't give for a slow down, don't ya know Cause where I come from only the horses run When the day is done, we take it easy Meanwhile back at Mama's the porch light's on, come in if you wanna Supper's on the stove and beers in the fridge Red sun sinkin' out low on the ridge, Games on the tube and Daddy smokes cigarettes Whiskey keeps his whistle wet Funny the things you thought you'd never miss, in a world gone crazy as this Well I found a girl and we don't fit in here Talk about how hard it is to breathe here, Even with the windows down can't catch a southern breeze here One of these days gonna pack it up and leave here Cause meanwhile back at Mama's The porch light's on, come on in if you wanna Supper's on the stove and beers in the fridge Red sun sinkin' out low on the ridge Games on the tube and Daddy smokes cigarettes Whiskey keeps his whistle wet Funny the things you thought you'd never miss, in a world gone crazy as this Oh I miss yeah a little dirt on the road I miss corn growin' in a row I miss being somebody everybody knows there everybody knows everybody I miss those small town roots, walkin' around in muddy boots The sound of rain on an old tin roof It's time we head on back Cause meanwhile back at Mama's the for sale sign's goin' up and I'm gonna dump this truck and the little I got on a loan to own and a three-acre lot Put supper on the stove and beer in the fridge Goin' for broke and we're gonna be rich, watch the sun settin' on the ridge, baby tell me what you think about this Me and you back at Mama's Yeah me and you back at Mama's
Writer(s): Tom Douglas, Jaren Johnston, Jeffrey Steele Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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