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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wes Bayliss
Wes Bayliss
Lead Vocals
Jason Cope
Jason Cope
Guitar
Della Jane
Della Jane
Percussion
Jay Tooke
Jay Tooke
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wes Bayliss
Wes Bayliss
Songwriter
Jason Cope
Jason Cope
Songwriter
Aaron Raitiere
Aaron Raitiere
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ernesto Hill Olvera
Ernesto Hill Olvera
Recording Engineer
Jason Cope
Jason Cope
Producer
Jason Mott
Jason Mott
Assistant Engineer
Pete Lyman
Pete Lyman
Mastering Engineer
Sean R. Badum
Sean R. Badum
Assistant Engineer
Wes Bayliss
Wes Bayliss
Producer

Lyrics

Snakeskin hangin' from a willow tree All the birds flyin' out to sea The sky's the furthest thing from blue And all that means is whatever it means to you A horse shoe hangin' on your front door You break a mirror and you're seven years poor If you cross your i's and you dot your t's All that means is whatever it means to me When you pack that pack of cigarettes, turn the first one around And if you see Abraham Lincoln, you pick him up off the ground You got a rabbit foot in your pocket and a cross on your rear view And all it means is whatever it means to you If the sun shines on a rainy day You hold your breath when you pass a grave And if knock-on-wood is all you can do All that means is whatever it means to you You pack that pack of cigarettes, turn the first one around And if you see Abraham Lincoln, you pick him up off the ground You got a rabbit foot in your pocket and a cross on your rear view And all that means is whatever it means to you The stories told in all these songs Don't sound the same to everyone Some you hear, some you see And all that means is whatever it means to me Not all are real, but all are true 'Cause all they mean is whatever they mean to you You pack that pack of cigarettes, turn the first one around And if you see Abraham Lincoln, you pick him up off the ground You got a rabbit foot in your pocket and a cross on your rear view And all that means is whatever it means to you Well all that means is whatever it means to you Snake skin hangin' from a willow tree And all the birds flyin' out to sea
Writer(s): Aaron Raitiere, Wes Bayliss, Jason Cope Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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