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Somethin’ Country
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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Morgan Wallen
Morgan Wallen
Вокал
Bryan Sutton
Bryan Sutton
Акустическая гитара
Dave Cohen
Dave Cohen
Клавишные инструменты
Jerry Roe
Jerry Roe
Барабаны
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Бас
Tom Bukovac
Tom Bukovac
Электрогитара
Daniel Ross
Daniel Ross
Программирование
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Morgan Wallen
Morgan Wallen
Автор песен
Michael Hardy
Michael Hardy
Автор песен
Ernest Keith Smith
Ernest Keith Smith
Автор песен
Daniel Ross
Daniel Ross
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Joey Moi
Joey Moi
Продюсер
Jeff Balding
Jeff Balding
Инженер звукозаписи
Josh Ditty
Josh Ditty
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Мастеринг-инженер
Ally Gecewicz
Ally Gecewicz
Инженер обработки
Eivind Nordland
Eivind Nordland
Инженер обработки
Scott Cooke
Scott Cooke
Инженер обработки

Слова

I rolled in bumpin' 10's into Broadway Dirty boots, been a working like a dog day Boot scootin' to the juke for some Conway Or anything to get my Honky Tonk on You walked in, cutoffs looking real skimpy The hottest thing my side of the Mississippi And I could spin you 'round and 'round 'til I get you dizzy But you look like you got hillbilly in your bones So let's ditch this hole-in-the-wall Mix some sticks with a fifth of homemade alcohol Disappear somewhere with a lower population I ain't saying that you wanna but if it's any consolation I got a red neck, yes I do I got a red neck, how 'bout you? I got a four by four with a toolbox Just to keep them ol' mountains blue You got a drank, you're barely sipping I got a tank full of pay cheque money I'm good friends with Mason Dixon Girl, whatcha say we do somethin' country? I'll close the tab quick, we can go get half-lit Hit the river skinny dip or catch a catfish Yeah, I'll take you to the holler, I ain't talking 'bout a hollow Put some red on the tread, hell, I'll wash it off tomorrow Let's ditch this hole-in-the-wall Mix some sticks with a fifth of homemade alcohol Disappear somewhere with a lower population I ain't saying that you wanna but if it's any consolation I got a red neck, yes I do I got a red neck, how 'bout you? I got a four by four with a toolbox Just to keep them ol' mountains blue You got a drank, you're barely sipping I got a tank full of pay cheque money I'm good friends with Mason Dixon Girl, whatcha say we do somethin' country? Whatcha say? Whatcha say? We can take a little stroll, maybe roll in some hay What's it gon' be? What's it gon' be? Shorty, if you wanna get your back forty on with me Then let's ditch this hole-in-the-wall Mix some sticks with a fifth of homemade alcohol Disappear somewhere with a lower population I ain't saying that you wanna but if it's any consolation I got a red neck, yes I do I got a red neck, how 'bout you? I got a four by four with a toolbox Just to keep them ol' mountains blue You got a drank, you're barely sipping I got a tank full of pay cheque money I'm good friends with Mason Dixon Girl, whatcha say we do somethin' country?
Writer(s): Daniel Ross, Morgan Wallen, Ernest Keith Smith, Michael Wilson Hardy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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