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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jon Pardi
Jon Pardi
Vocals
Dave Cohen
Dave Cohen
Wurlitzer Piano
Ryan Gore
Ryan Gore
Percussion
Lee Francis
Lee Francis
Bass Guitar
Andy Ellison
Andy Ellison
Pedal Steel Guitar
Danny Rader
Danny Rader
Acoustic Guitar
JeneƩ Fleenor
JeneƩ Fleenor
Fiddle
Miles McPherson
Miles McPherson
Drums
Rob McNelley
Rob McNelley
Electric Guitar
Russell Terrell
Russell Terrell
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jon Pardi
Jon Pardi
Songwriter
Bart Butler
Bart Butler
Songwriter
Rhett Akins
Rhett Akins
Songwriter
Luke Laird
Luke Laird
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jon Pardi
Jon Pardi
Producer
Bart Butler
Bart Butler
Producer
Ryan Gore
Ryan Gore
Mixing Engineer
Chris Small
Chris Small
Editing Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Kam Luchterhand
Kam Luchterhand
Assistant Engineer
Seth Morton
Seth Morton
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

Back when I was just eighteen, I met the man in black He said "Jon, it's nice to meet you, my name is Jack" We hung out all the time, we became good friends We ran around, we hit the town every damn weekend I started missin' work 'cause I was dog-tired That boss man had enough and good ol' Jack got me fired Me and Jack don't get along no more He's high up on the shelf while I'm lyin' on the floor He makes me do things I've never done before He makes me cuss, he makes me fight Don't know what I did last night Should've left his ass at the liquor store Now, me and Jack don't get along no more Saw the girl of my dreams and man, she made me nervous So, I leaned on my buddy Jack 'cause he gave me the courage I swept her off her feet, stole her heart and made her mine She moved in and didn't like my friend Jack takin' all our time She started gettin' jealous, said, "Jack's got to go" He just wouldn't leave, so my girl hit the road And me and Jack don't get along no more He's high up on the shelf while I'm lyin' on the floor He makes me do things I've never done before He makes me cuss, he makes me fight Don't know what I did last night Should've left his ass at the liquor store Now, me and Jack don't get along no more, oh Well, Jack got me in a trouble And I wound up in jail So, I'm here doin' time 'Cause he won't pay my bail I'm gonna change my ways As soon as I get out I'm headed for that liquor store to buy a fifth of Crown, 'cause Me and Jack don't get along no more He's high up on the shelf while I'm lyin' on the floor He makes me do things I've never done before He makes me cuss, he makes me fight Don't know what I did last night Should've left his ass at the liquor store Now, me and Jack don't get along no more Now, me and Jack don't get along no more Now, we don't
Writer(s): Rhett Akins, Luke Laird, Bart Butler, Jon Pardi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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