Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Matt Stell
Matt Stell
Vocals
Jimmie Allen
Jimmie Allen
Vocals
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Electric Guitar
David Dorn
David Dorn
Keyboards
Evan Hutchings
Evan Hutchings
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matt Stell
Matt Stell
Songwriter
Ash Bowers
Ash Bowers
Songwriter
Matt Rogers
Matt Rogers
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matt Stell
Matt Stell
Producer
Ash Bowers
Ash Bowers
Producer
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer
Cam Luchterhand
Cam Luchterhand
Recording Engineer
Chris Utley
Chris Utley
Recording Engineer
Eric Torres
Eric Torres
Mixing Engineer
Jim Cooley
Jim Cooley
Recording Engineer
Justin Francis
Justin Francis
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

Ain't nothing but a cigarette Scratch-off, stop on your way to somewhere Only thing higher than the corn are steeples and the price of gas Only got one stoplight, one diner Where a few good old timers Still living in their glory days It's just Main Street and courthouse Ain't much to talk about We make the most of this place We puts the back in the road When we pull off the highway The score on the board On a November Friday The hey, how you been, when you ain't been around Home in a hometown Put the punch in the clock 'Cause that's just what we do Put cold on the beer When the work weeks through Put the raise of my pride in a little White House And my home in a hometown Put the fire in the field and the country on the radio station We put our tails on gates and fill 'em up when our cups need raising, yeah Bunch of ball caps and blue jeans, ay And it really ain't no new thing Puts the back in the road When we pull off the highway The score on the board On a November Friday The hey, how you been, when you ain't been around Home in a hometown Put the punch in the clock 'Cause that's just what we do Put cold on the beer When the work weeks through Put the raise of my pride in a little White House And my home in a hometown Got your home team, homeboys That drawl and the y'all in your, your home voice Down home girl, when it's said and done Yeah, that's a home run Puts the back in the road When we pull off the highway The score on the board On a November Friday The hey, how you been, when you ain't been around Yeah, we put the punch in the clock 'Cause that's just what we do Put cold on the beer When the work weeks through Put the raise of my pride in a little White House And my home in a hometown Yeah, with a home in a hometown
Writer(s): Matt Rogers, Ash Bowers, Matt Stell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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