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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tyler Childers
Tyler Childers
Acoustic Guitar
Michael J. Henderson
Michael J. Henderson
Electric Guitar
Mike Bub
Mike Bub
Bass
Miles Miller
Miles Miller
Drums
Russ Pahl
Russ Pahl
Pedal Steel Guitar
Stuart Duncan
Stuart Duncan
Fiddle
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Childers
Tyler Childers
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sturgill Simpson
Sturgill Simpson
Producer
David Ferguson
David Ferguson
Mixing Engineer
Richard Dodd
Richard Dodd
Mastering Engineer
Sean Sullivan
Sean Sullivan
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

I only had a couple drinks last night And few good hits from an antler pipe And I must admit, I had a few white lines And I don't know what all happened I woke up in the noon time light With a poundin' head, shiner on my eye And I don't know how, and I don't why But it feels like fierce abandon Ah, working on a buildin' out'a hand-hewn brimstone Workin' on a buildin', and I'm buildin' on it all alone Well there ain't nobody in my room tonight Goodnight honey, honey sleep tight Ma, I swear I'm doing alright But when the evenin' comes around I swear to God Pay no mind to the words I say 'Cause they ain't no count anyway I been ramblin' around and led astray By the paths that I been choosin' Cuttin' paths like a forest fire Pupils wider than backhoe tires Throwin' my money on a funeral pyre But it sure feels good abusin' Ah, working on a buildin' out'a hand-hewn brimstone Workin' on a buildin', and I'm buildin' on it all alone Well, there ain't nobody in my room tonight Goodnight honey, honey sleep tight Ma, I swear I'm doing alright But when the evenin' comes around I swear to God Bands too loud for their bible thumpin' Feels too good to not count for somethin' Big Sandy rock, Sludge River roll Goddamn, fire in the hole Look out baby, I'm bound to blow I'm bound to blow a gasket Damn good gig, good damn crowd Good God, for cryin' out loud Coming off-stage, I was mighty proud Then I don't know what all happened Ah, working on a buildin' out'a hand-hewn brimstone Workin' on a buildin', and I'm buildin' on it all alone Well there ain't nobody in my room tonight Goodnight honey, honey sleep tight Ma, I swear I'm doing alright But when the evenin' comes around I swear to God I swear to God
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