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Orville Peck
Orville Peck
Ведущий вокал
Kristopher Bowering
Kristopher Bowering
Барабаны
Kyle Connolly
Kyle Connolly
Бас
Bria Salmena
Bria Salmena
Бэк-вокал
Duncan Hay Jennings
Duncan Hay Jennings
Электрогитара
Jay Joyce
Jay Joyce
Клавишные инструменты
Luke Schneider
Luke Schneider
Педальная слайд-гитара
Kristin Weber
Kristin Weber
Скрипка
Laura Epling
Laura Epling
Скрипка
Nicole Neely
Nicole Neely
Альт
Austin Hoke
Austin Hoke
Виолончель
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Orville Peck
Orville Peck
Автор песен
Jordan Lehning
Jordan Lehning
Аранжировщик струнных инструментов
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Jay Joyce
Jay Joyce
Продюсер
Jason Hall
Jason Hall
Миксинг-инженер
Jimmy Mansfield
Jimmy Mansfield
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Jaxon Hargrove
Jaxon Hargrove
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Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
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Слова

I was born in the badlands, honey Strange place for a boy to drown Spent my days on a mountain, baby 12 miles north of Sofiatown You've been gone away, I've been ridin' around Runnin' out the days, writin' out a song On my daddy's guitar Did you find your way? Skip another town? Said I couldn't stay but it's different now Yippee ki yi yay, I'm always down For hangin' around Left to borrow, gone tomorrow Baby, there ain't a trail to follow Better off alone if you ask me Travel lucky, Kawasaki Maybe, next time I'll take you with me And I still hear the sound The wind come up, Kalahari down Kalahari down Polish in your whip, never drove it far Circlin' the veld, spittin' in the jar On your Daddy's farm You say you're afraid, tell me not to frown Play a song, you dance around Yippee yo ki yay, we'd hit the ground Still tumblin' down What do I know? Buncha sorrow Promises of a desperado Through the rusty sky I feel the breeze Where do we go? Mendocino? Maybe someday I'll get to see all The places like Torino's never been And I still hear the sound Wind come up, Kalahari down Kalahari down Left to roam on a reckless wander Raisin' sand on the settin' sun Keep an eye on that dusty highway Tell my mother I'm nearly done And I still hear the sound Wind come up, Kalahari down Kalahari down...
Writer(s): Daniel Pitout Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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