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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Morgan Wallen
Morgan Wallen
Vocals
Joey Moi
Joey Moi
Programming
Jerry Roe
Jerry Roe
Drums
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass
Tom Bukovac
Tom Bukovac
Electric Guitar
Derek Wells
Derek Wells
Electric Guitar
Bryan Sutton
Bryan Sutton
Acoustic Guitar
Dave Cohen
Dave Cohen
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Morgan Wallen
Morgan Wallen
Songwriter
Mark Holman
Mark Holman
Songwriter
Ben Burgess
Ben Burgess
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joey Moi
Joey Moi
Producer
Jeff Balding
Jeff Balding
Recording Engineer
Ryan Yount
Ryan Yount
Assistant Recording Engineer
Sean R. Badum
Sean R. Badum
Assistant Recording Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer
Ally Gecewicz
Ally Gecewicz
Editing Engineer
Eivind Nordland
Eivind Nordland
Editing Engineer

Lyrics

They started out blue like an East Tennessee June sky Full of small-town innocence, guarded by a picket fence Perfect 'til I drove by You were lookin' for a way out and I was on my way Girl, once you love a cowboy, you'll never be the same I know right now you think this is it But I'm gonna leave you with Neon eyes Dollar-in-a-jukebox heartache Drinkin' off a dive bar highway Thick smoke soaked up in tequila Told you I'd leave you with neon eyes Dancin' with a ghost on thе dance floor Never rеally gettin' what you came for Lonely lips sippin' on a margarita Girl, I'd hate to see you with neon eyes Right now, they're glowin' like the cigarette we just sparked Oh, but I've seen this scene before like the lights on a liquor store Pretty soon, they'll go dark I know you're tired of all the same shit That's why you think you want this I can show you first-hand, girl, what you wish you should've missed But if you won't take it from me I guess you're gonna have to see through Neon eyes Dollar-in-a-jukebox heartache Drinkin' off a dive bar highway Thick smoke soaked up in tequila Told you I'd leave you with neon eyes Dancin' with a ghost on the dance floor Never really gettin' what you came for Lonely lips sippin' on a margarita Girl, I'd hate to see you with neon eyes Neon eyes I don't wanna be the one to say I told you so Just let me push you away before you get too close I can't go and make up your mind And I don't wanna be the reason behind those Neon eyes Dollar-in-a-jukebox heartache Drinkin' off a dive bar highway Thick smoke soaked up in tequila Told you I'd leave you with neon eyes Dancin' with a ghost on the dance floor Never really gettin' what you came for Lonely lips sippin' on a margarita Girl, I'd hate to see you with neon eyes Neon eyes Neon eyes
Writer(s): Benjamin David Burgess, Mark Holman, Morgan Wallen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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