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Blake Shelton - Come Back As A Country Boy (Official Music Video)
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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Blake Shelton
Blake Shelton
Вокал
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Акустическая гитара
Sam Bergeson
Sam Bergeson
Программирование
Gordon Mote
Gordon Mote
Фортепиано
Perry Coleman
Perry Coleman
Бэк-вокал
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Бас
Nir Z
Nir Z
Барабаны
Tom Bukovac
Tom Bukovac
Электрогитара
Troy Lancaster
Troy Lancaster
Электрогитара
Paul Franklin
Paul Franklin
Педальная слайд-гитара
Justin Neibank
Justin Neibank
Программирование
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Jordan Schmidt
Jordan Schmidt
Автор песен
Josh Thompson
Josh Thompson
Автор песен
Michael Hardy
Michael Hardy
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Sam Bergeson
Sam Bergeson
Дополнительный инженер
Drew Bollman
Drew Bollman
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
Scott Hendricks
Scott Hendricks
Продюсер
Brian David Willis
Brian David Willis
Инженер обработки
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Миксинг-инженер
Sean R. Badum
Sean R. Badum
Инженер звукозаписи
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Мастеринг-инженер

Слова

When I die, I wanna come back as a country boy No, there ain't no better life if you ask me If my neck don't come out red, then Lord, just keep me dead 'Cause a country boy's all that I know how to be My back is always breakin', my dogs are always barkin' My money has trouble makin', and my truck has trouble startin' I'm up before the sun, either haulin' hay or huntin' My work ain't ever done but son, I wouldn't trade it for nothin' So when I die, I wanna come back as a country boy No, there ain't no better life if you ask me If my neck don't come out red, then Lord, just keep me dead 'Cause a country boy is all that I know how to be Yeah, if y'all ain't in my drawl, and a fish ain't on my wall And the whiskey don't burn goin' down My feet ain't in a holler, and blue ain't on my collar Leave my Hank-crankin', beer-drinkin' ass in the ground Yeah, when I die, I wanna come back as a country boy No, there ain't no better life if you ask me If my neck don't come out red, then Lord, just keep me dead 'Cause a country boy's all that I know how to be When I die, I wanna come back as a country boy Live on this land, like my old man did before me I don't wanna be born into money Where the boots don't ever get muddy 'Cause a country boy's all that I know how to be When I die, I wanna come back as a country boy No, there ain't no better life if you ask me If my neck don't come out red, then Lord, just keep me dead 'Cause a country boy is all that I know how to be Yeah, a country boy is all that I know how to be
Writer(s): Josh Thompson, Michael Hardy, Jordan Schmidt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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