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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Conner Smith
Conner Smith
Vocals
Zach Crowell
Zach Crowell
Programming
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
Devin Malone
Devin Malone
Electric Guitar
Sol Philcox-Littlefield
Sol Philcox-Littlefield
Electric Guitar
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass Guitar
Nir Z
Nir Z
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Conner Smith
Conner Smith
Songwriter
Jessie Jo Dillon
Jessie Jo Dillon
Songwriter
Daniel Ross
Daniel Ross
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zach Crowell
Zach Crowell
Producer
Nick Autry
Nick Autry
Recording Engineer
Kam Luchterhand
Kam Luchterhand
Assistant Recording Engineer
Bryce Cain
Bryce Cain
Editing Engineer
Jim Cooley
Jim Cooley
Mixing Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer
Scott Johnson
Scott Johnson
Studio Personnel

Lyrics

Baby, I know you got that city girl in ya You love your hair done up for a downtown night Get 'em high heels on, turn heads anywhere that you walk in You know how to run a college town Yeah, that's right But I hear it when you're mad When you're talking a little too fast You sound just like your momma on the phone So baby, lemme take you back Something that'll take you back To the Smoky Mountain town you call home I just wanna get you, sitting by the river Sipping on some strawberry shine And I just wanna know you like your hometown knows you Who you were before you were mine You ain't gotta hide that girl from the east side, yeah Let your Tennessee come out Tell me all about the way you were raised up That crazy country family you laugh about Did your old man chew that red man Grandma's house smell a little like cigarettes and cornbread I wanna know it all I just wanna get you, sitting by the river Sipping on some strawberry shine And I just wanna know you like your hometown knows you Who you were before you were mine You ain't gotta hide that girl from the east side, yeah Let your Tennessee come out Come on, girl Like a Saturday cheerin' on the Vols Singing along to a Dolly song You got it, I know it So baby, show it 'Cause I just wanna get you, sitting by the river Sipping on some strawberry shine And I just wanna know you like your hometown knows you Who you were before you were mine You ain't gotta hide that girl from the east side, yeah Let your Tennessee come out Oh, let your Tennessee come out Yeah Let it come out Yeah, Rocky Top you'll always be Home sweet home to me So let your Tennessee come out
Writer(s): Daniel Ross, Conner Smith, Jessie Dillon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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