Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Dead South
Performer
Nathaniel Hilts
Vocals
Scott Pringle
Mandolin
Daniel Kenyon
Cello
Colton Crawford
Banjo
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nathaniel Hilts
Songwriter
Scott Pringle
Songwriter
Daniel Kenyon
Songwriter
Colton Crawford
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Dead South
Producer
Jimmy Nutt
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Mama made somethin' sweet
It's for you to eat
But you were out late
Messin' around
[Verse 2]
The girls are in your hands
Dangerous charm you don't understand
The other men will burn you alive
[Verse 3]
You're just naive, boy
You better leave, boy
Tonight
[Verse 4]
The streets are whispering now
This gentleman in town
A lover
Who could not be beat
[Verse 5]
The men around town
Gathered on the sacred ground
And repeated
To beat their chests
[Verse 6]
You're just naive, boy
You better leave, boy
Right now
[Verse 7]
You're just naive, boy
You better leave, boy
Right now
[Verse 8]
Been hiding as you can
Too weak to even stand
Your bones don't
Fit your skin no more
[Verse 9]
Caught you cryin' at the moon
Beggin' momma for a room
But she's felt the burn
Of your love
[Verse 10]
You're just naive, boy
You better leave, boy
Right now
[Verse 11]
You're just naive, boy
You better leave, boy
Right now
[Verse 12]
Got down on your knees to pray
Askin' your father in his grave
He whispered, son
[Verse 13]
Get on your horse and ride
I wanna show you
Where you're gonna die
[Verse 14]
Get on your horse and ride
I wanna show you
Where you're gonna die
[Verse 15]
Get on your horse and ride
I wanna show you
Where you're gonna die
[Verse 16]
You're just naive, boy
You better leave, boy
Right now
[Verse 17]
You're just naive, boy
You better leave, boy
Right now
[Verse 18]
You're just naive, boy
You better leave, boy
Right now
[Verse 19]
This blessin' turned to curse
Your charm worked in reverse
And a love song
That is burnt in my mind
Written by: Colton Crawford, Daniel Kenyon, Nathaniel Hilts, Scott Pringle

