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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Tim McGraw
Tim McGraw
Вокал
Shannon Forrest
Shannon Forrest
Барабаны
Erik Lutkins
Erik Lutkins
Лупы
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Акустическая гитара
Michael Landau
Michael Landau
Электрогитара
Dave Levita
Dave Levita
Электрогитара
Dan Dugmore
Dan Dugmore
Стил-гитара
Paul Bushnell
Paul Bushnell
Бас-гитара
Jamie Muhoberac
Jamie Muhoberac
Клавишные инструменты
Mike Rojas
Mike Rojas
Клавишные инструменты
Greg Barnhill
Greg Barnhill
Бэк-вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Jennifer Schott
Jennifer Schott
Автор песен
Nathan Spicer
Nathan Spicer
Автор песен
Matt MacGinn
Matt MacGinn
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Tim McGraw
Tim McGraw
Продюсер
Byron Gallimore
Byron Gallimore
Продюсер
Shannon Forrest
Shannon Forrest
Инженер звукозаписи
Erik Lutkins
Erik Lutkins
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Adam Ayan
Adam Ayan
Мастеринг-инженер
Doug Rich
Doug Rich
Сотрудник студии

Слова

Got an '06 stick shift, dark blue F-150 in good condition Got a 119,000 miles, only 5 on the new transmission It's got leather seats, a sun roof, it's sittin' on 33's, it runs smooth, it'll get ya from A to B, but not for me 'Cause every time I turn that key I see her Shotgun ridin' down a two-lane road Just drivin' around with no place to go Us singin' along to where the green grass grows Hands out the window floatin' on the breeze She's fixin' her lips in the drop down mirror That pretty little thing made it hard to steer I'm never gonna get her out of there There's too many memories Now there's a for sale sign in the window Yeah, 'cause if I'm gonna let her go, I gotta let it go Yeah, it's gotta go, so it's $7,500 OBO Back bumper's got a dent From her backin' in to a mailbox first time she drove it Couldn't even be mad with her lookin' like that Told her, 'hell you can hardly even notice It's got nights with her I can't forget Kissin' on the tailgate of the truck bed I wish I didn't have to get rid of it But every time I turn that key I see her Shotgun ridin' down a two-lane road Just drivin' around with no place to go Us singin' along to where the green grass grows Hands out the window floatin' on the breeze She's fixin' her lips in the drop down mirror That pretty little thing made it hard to steer I'm never gonna get her out of there There's too many memories Now there's a for sale sign in the window Yeah, 'cause if I'm gonna let her go, I gotta let it go Yeah, it's gotta go, so it's $7,500 OBO It's got leather seats, a sun roof, it's sittin' on 33's, it runs smooth, it'll get ya from A to B, but not for me 'Cause every time I turn that key I see her Shotgun ridin' down a two-lane road Just drivin' around with no place to go Us singin' along to where the green grass grows Hands out the window floatin' on the breeze She's fixin' her lips in the drop down mirror That pretty little thing made it hard to steer I'm never gonna get her out of there There's too many memories Now there's a for sale sign in the window Yeah, 'cause if I'm gonna let her go, I gotta let it go Yeah, it's gotta go, so it's $7,500 OBO It's $7,500 OBO It's $7,500 OBO
Writer(s): Matthew Mcginn, Jennifer Schott, Nathan Spicer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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