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Taylor Phillips - Good Out Here (feat. Upchurch) (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Taylor Phillips
Taylor Phillips
Performer
Upchurch
Upchurch
Performer
Brock Berryhill
Brock Berryhill
Performer
Ashley Gorley
Ashley Gorley
Performer
Will Weatherly
Will Weatherly
Performer
Matt McGinn
Matt McGinn
Performer
Michael Ray
Michael Ray
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Taylor Phillips
Taylor Phillips
Songwriter
Upchurch
Upchurch
Songwriter
Will Weatherly
Will Weatherly
Songwriter
Matt McGinn
Matt McGinn
Songwriter
Michael Ray
Michael Ray
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brock Berryhill
Brock Berryhill
Producer
Ashley Gorley
Ashley Gorley
Producer

Lyrics

Some people talk down 'bout being a small town Born and raised out in the middle of nowhere They think we're missing out, but we ain't missing out But they never took an old back road Out wear the black top ends and the green grass grows Where that home team wins and the world turns slow Where that red dirt-dirt makes some roots run deep If they did they know why we never leave 'Cause we set the nights on fire Burn 'em down 'til the sun comes up We a bunch of party all nighters Raisin' hell like we raise them cups We got that mud on our trucks, we got them jars of clear We got them good old boys whippin' 'em old John Deeres We got that under control We got that high school beer We got them country girls, yeah, we good out here We rocking work boots up in them church pews Grew up on King George and King James Yeah we huntin' fish, man that's just how it is Some things ain't ever gonna change 'Cause we set the nights on fire Burn 'em down 'til the sun comes up We a bunch of party all nighters Raisin' hell like we raise them cups We got that mud on our trucks, we got them jars of clear We got them good old boys whippin' 'em old John Deeres We got that under control We got that high school beer We got them country girls, yeah, we good out here Ain't no camera 'less it's strapped to a tree Looking at some white tail munching clover leaves And the floorboards muddy, in that Silverado Looking like a whole pastor everywhere that I roll Ain't nothing like living in what I sing Church pews, barstools and a river sink Yeah, I'm proud to have a little dust on my night Take the big city life and light it up in flames 'Cause we set the nights on fire Burn 'em down 'til the sun comes up We a bunch of party all nighters Raisin' hell like we raise them cups We got that mud on our trucks, we got them jars of clear We got them good old boys whippin' 'em old John Deeres We got that under control We got that high school beer We got them country girls, yeah, we good out here We good out here, yeah Upchurch tell 'em dog Yeah, we good out here
Writer(s): Matt Mcginn, William Bradford Jr Weatherly, Taylor Delmar Phillips, Ryan Upchurch, Michael Roach Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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