Лучшие песни The Grascals
Создатели
ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
The Grascals
Исполнитель
Jamie Johnson
Гитара
Jimmy Mattingly
Фидель
Danny Roberts
Мандолина
Terry Smith
Контрабас
David Talbot
Банджо
George Jones
Диктор
Lloyd Green
Стил-гитара
Hargus Robbins
Фортепиано
Bob Mater
Ударные инструменты
Kent Wells
Гитара
Terry Eldredge
Гитара
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Buddy Brock
Автор песен
Jerry Laseter
Автор песен
Kim Williams
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
The Grascals
Продюсер
Christine Winslow
Ассистент продюсера
Patrick Murphy
Миксинг-инженер
Kyle Dickinson
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Aaron Chmielewski
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Toby Mountain
Мастеринг-инженер
Ken Irwin
Мастеринг-инженер
Слова
I was heading north on Highway 5, on a starlit Sunday night
On a pickup truck driven by me out of control
As I watched in my headlights, he swerved left
Never hit the brakes as he left the road
I found him blind in the grass among the steel and glass
With an empty whiskey bottle by his side
And through the blood and tears, he whispered in my ear
A few last words just before he died
"Don't tell mama I was drinking
Lord knows her soul would never rest
I can't leave this world with mama thinking
I met the Lord with whiskey on my breath"
You know I still think about that night
And how that young boy died
And how others sometimes pay for our mistakes
And you know the last thing on that boys mind
As he left this big cold world behind
Was just knowin' his poor mothers heart would break
Don't tell mama I was drinking
Lord knows her soul would never rest
I can't leave this world with mama thinking
I met the Lord with whiskey on my breath
Don't tell mama I was drinking
Writer(s): Kim Williams, William Brock, Jerry Laseter
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