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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Electric Guitar
David Huff
David Huff
Programming
Mark Wystrach
Mark Wystrach
Lead Vocals
Jess Carson
Jess Carson
Background Vocals
Laur Joamets
Laur Joamets
Electric Guitar
Rob McNelley
Rob McNelley
Electric Guitar
Paul Franklin
Paul Franklin
Steel Guitar
Cameron Duddy
Cameron Duddy
Background Vocals
Charlie Judge
Charlie Judge
Wurlitzer Piano
Greg Morrow
Greg Morrow
Drums
Robbie Crowell
Robbie Crowell
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shane McAnally
Shane McAnally
Songwriter
Josh Osborne
Josh Osborne
Songwriter
Mark Wystrach
Mark Wystrach
Songwriter
Jess Carson
Jess Carson
Songwriter
Cameron Duddy
Cameron Duddy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Producer
Shane McAnally
Shane McAnally
Producer
Josh Osborne
Josh Osborne
Producer
Steve Marcantonio
Steve Marcantonio
Recording Engineer
Jordan Reed
Jordan Reed
Assistant Recording Engineer
Joseph Holguin
Joseph Holguin
Assistant Recording Engineer
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Mixing Engineer
David Huff
David Huff
Editing Engineer
Chris Small
Chris Small
Editing Engineer
Adam Ayan
Adam Ayan
Mastering Engineer
Mike Griffith
Mike Griffith
Studio Personnel
Seth Morton
Seth Morton
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

She said, "I guess there ain't no right way For you to say goodbye again You been looking at the highway Where your heart has always been I could cuss you from here to Tuscon There ain't nothing left to say, boy" She said "I thought that I could change you But you were born a playboy" So get on the stage and play boys Let's kick out the lights tonight, get high and make noise We might drink a little too much whiskey We might have a little too much fun She's already gone away, boys If we don't go home, what difference does it make, boys? This old world would be a dull place, boys If it was all work and no playboys A hundred miles outside of Houston Third name on the marquee sign But out here you get used to losing Your friends, your lovers and your mind So get on the stage and play boys Let's kick out the lights tonight, get high, and make noise Yeah, let's drink a little too much whiskey Yeah, let's have a little too much fun She's already gone away, boys If we don't go home, what difference does it make, boys? This old world would be a dull place, boys If it was all work and no play, boys (Play boys!) Set 'em up, we'll knock 'em down Wake up in another town We don't know no other way We ain't good at love We ain't good at much We just know how to play, hey, hey I'm just a playboy You can't blame me for the way that I was made boys Yeah, I might drink a little too much whiskey Yeah, I might have a little too much fun She's already gone away, boys If we don't go home, what difference does it make, boys? This old world would be a dull place, boys If it was all work and no playboys
Writer(s): Cameron Duddy, Jess Carson, Mark Wystrach, Josh Osborne, Shane Mcanally Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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