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Marry Me
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Drive-By Truckers
Drive-By Truckers
Musician
Brad Morgan
Brad Morgan
Musician
Earl Hicks
Earl Hicks
Musician
Jason Isbell
Jason Isbell
Performer
Mike Cooley
Mike Cooley
Vocals
Patterson Hood
Patterson Hood
Musician
Clay Leverett
Clay Leverett
Background Vocals
David Barbe
David Barbe
Upright Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brad Morgan
Brad Morgan
Composer
Earl Hicks
Earl Hicks
Composer
Jason Isbell
Jason Isbell
Songwriter
Mike Cooley
Mike Cooley
Composer
Patterson Hood
Patterson Hood
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Drive-By Truckers
Drive-By Truckers
Recording Engineer
Glenn Schick
Glenn Schick
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Well, my daddy didn't pull out, but he never apologized Rock and roll means well, but it can't help tellin' young boys lies A baby on the way's a good enough reason to get you out alive Get you out without having to swallow any pride All my friends are restless, all they do is talk it down Two or eight lanes, it don't matter, it's just another town There's a fool on every corner, on every street, in everyone And I'd rather be your fool nowhere than go somewhere and be no one's So marry me, sweet thing, won't you marry me? Your mama thinks I beat anything she's ever seen Well, this old town's alright with me, there's nowhere I'd rather be Long as they stay mad at one another, they can't get mad at me Every time I leave here, something bad happens to me Like a busted hand or finding some man laying where I sleep She don't mean nothin' to me, that's just how it goes 'round here It's a cartoon town, I played my part, and I ain't spoke her name in years So marry me, sweet thing, won't you marry me? Your mama thinks I beat anything she's ever seen Well, this old town's alright with me, there's nowhere I'd rather be Long as they stay mad at one another, well, they can't get mad at me, let's go I don't want anything I done to be nobody's fault Even if they got more money and mouth than they got balls That's just how it went down, right or wrong, it's just that way And just 'cause I don't run my mouth don't mean I got nothing to say So marry me, sweet thing, won't you marry me? Your momma thinks I beat anything she's ever seen This old town's alright with me, there's nowhere I'd rather be Long as they stay mad at one another, well, they can't get mad at me So marry me, sweet thing, won't you marry me? Marry me, sweet thing, won't you marry me?
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