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Halfway to Hazard
Halfway to Hazard
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Greg Morrow
Greg Morrow
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Glenn Worf
Glenn Worf
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Tony Harrell
Tony Harrell
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Tom Bukovac
Tom Bukovac
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Ed Eason
Ed Eason
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Dan Dugmore
Dan Dugmore
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David Tolliver
David Tolliver
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Chad Warrix
Chad Warrix
Вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Jeffrey Steele
Jeffrey Steele
Тексты песен
Kip Raines
Kip Raines
Тексты песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Byron Gallimore
Byron Gallimore
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Tim McGraw
Tim McGraw
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Julian King
Julian King
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David Bryant
David Bryant
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Erik Lutkins
Erik Lutkins
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Sara Lesher
Sara Lesher
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Jesse Chrisman
Jesse Chrisman
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Jed Hackett
Jed Hackett
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This workin' all day ain't gettin' me no where Breaking my back won't get it done I wish I had a dime, I wish I had a dollar For every dream that I gave up on y'all This hammer I'm swingin' is startin' to feel heavy I clinched my fist when I punched the clock A little for the bank leaves nothin' for my baby Pushin' my pay check around the block Yeah, Whoo-hoo I need to go face first into that fresh air Way up there where the eagle fly I need to drive a lot in that cool clear water And leave the city behind and get country, Oh, countrified A fool's gold watch and lung full of black smoke Is all I get now for what I gave My only reward for this broken-down body Was diggin' my way to an early grave I always dreamed I'd end up on a river Fast asleep on a mountain high But I'm stuck down here in this concrete valley In a sea of bumpers and red tail lights Yeah, Whoo-hoo Oh, I need to go face first into that fresh air Way up there where the eagle fly I need to drive a lot in that cool clear water And leave the city behind and get country, Oh, countrified Double time! Yeah I need to go face first into that fresh air Way up there where the eagle flies I need to drive a lot in that cool clear water And leave the city behind and get countrified Oh yeah, countrified Mmm hmm This workin' all day ain't gettin' me no where Breaking my back won't get it done I wish I had a dime, I wish I had a dollar For every dream that I gave up on y'all Oh, that I gave up on No Yeah, Woo-hoo Go on and get countrified
Writer(s): Jeffrey Steele, Kip Raines Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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