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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dan Smalley
Dan Smalley
Background Vocals
Bart Busch
Bart Busch
Background Vocals
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
Rob McNelley
Rob McNelley
Electric Guitar
Glenn Worf
Glenn Worf
Bass Guitar
Gary Prim
Gary Prim
Keyboards
Scotty Sanders
Scotty Sanders
Steel Guitar
Evan Hutchings
Evan Hutchings
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dan Smalley
Dan Smalley
Composer
Jimmy Robbins
Jimmy Robbins
Composer
Josh Thompson
Josh Thompson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Keith Stegall
Keith Stegall
Producer
Bart Busch
Bart Busch
Recording Engineer
Joe Trentacosti
Joe Trentacosti
Assistant Engineer
David Axelrod
David Axelrod
Recording Engineer
Chris Lord-Alge
Chris Lord-Alge
Mixing Engineer
Brian Judd
Brian Judd
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Adam Chagnon
Adam Chagnon
Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Jason Campell
Jason Campell
Studio Personnel
Doug Rich
Doug Rich
Studio Personnel
Janice Soled
Janice Soled
Studio Personnel
Ellen Hogan
Ellen Hogan
Studio Personnel

Lyrics

I called her country 'cause she felt like home My little wild horse born to roam Knew every word to every old Hank song country I called her country 'cause that's what she is If the boots and drawl and the blue jeans fit The way that baby rolled off her lips country Yeah, hearts like hers ain't meant to keep So, if you're gonna love her, gotta let her leave So I'll be right here ridding this front porch swinging Listenin' to the breeze and the bluebirds singing Just me and the sun gettin' high and low Since she's been gone, there's nowhere to go Might not be tomorrow but I know Someday her headlights are gonna be headed my way I got nothin' but time for a girl like that So, I'll be wastin' all of mine 'till Country comes back I called her mama askin' how she's been She told me, Boy, you know she's chasin' that wind Guess I'll be posted up like a picket fence 'Till country blows my way again I'll be right here ridding this front porch swinging Listenin' to the breeze and the bluebirds singing Just me and the sun gettin' high and low Since she's been gone, there's nowhere to go Might not be tomorrow, but I know Someday her headlights are gonna be headed my way I got nothin' but time for a girl like that So, I'll be wastin' all of mine 'till country comes back Yeah, I'll be holding out, holding it down 'Till she comes back around I'll be right here ridding this front porch swinging Listenin' to the breeze and the bluebirds singing Just me and the sun gettin' high and low Since she's been gone there's nowhere to go Might not be tomorrow, but I know someday Her headlights are gonna be headed my way I got nothin' but time for girl like that So, I'll be wastin' all of mine, 'till country comes back Yeah, 'till country comes back Yeah, 'till country comes back
Writer(s): Josh Thompson, Jimmy Robbins, Dan Smalley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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