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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Marty Stuart and His Fabulous Superlatives
Marty Stuart and His Fabulous Superlatives
Vocals
Kenny Vaughan
Kenny Vaughan
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marty Stuart
Marty Stuart
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Marty Stuart and His Fabulous Superlatives
Marty Stuart and His Fabulous Superlatives
Producer
Nick Gibbens
Nick Gibbens
Mixing Engineer
Mick Conley
Mick Conley
Mastering Engineer
Chris Scruggs
Chris Scruggs
Producer
Harry Stinson
Harry Stinson
Producer
Kenny Vaughan
Kenny Vaughan
Producer

Lyrics

The archer shot an arrow, it went sailing through the woods Arrow hit the dirt, he said well he ain't no robinhood Collar up, north winds cold Boom faded in the pale, saw angels all around Heard hood hounds on my trail Hood hounds on my trail Keep it for the rocket from cape can have a town But it melted into nothing Just when it's off the ground And when it all was ascended Until the ether of the sky And times like this was a man who'd used their pain as hidden crimes Pain as hidden crime When it's all over, and it's in done There's absolutely nothing new underneath the sun We'd live, love, laugh, always on the run There's absolutely nothing new underneath the sun Absolutely nothing new underneath the sun Take my friend the hollywood actress A real life movie queen She cries as she watches herself there on the screen She said I used to be so young I used to be so pretty Now look at me, don't look at me, oh life can be so greedy Meanwhile back in lonely ville, a red man did appear He came from out of nowhere His name is Ronny Deer His eyes were dark and stormy I've never heard him talk His just carries a holy bible and a silver tomahawk Silver tomahawk It all goes back to the indians and the common of the trees The killing of buffalos and the the scarlet killer reign I'm down to nothing in my pocket But I know exactly what I've lost But it must be a holy bible and a silver tomahawk Silver tomahawk And when it's all over and it's said and done There's absolutely nothing new underneath the sun We live, love, laughed, I always on the run There's absolutely nothing new underneath the sun Absolutely nothing new underneath the sun We're all here for a minute Dinner time is up, make way for the new recruits coming in a red pick up truck It's story all this time, it spills down through the ages 'Til the trumpet blows the world right off the bowl of pages Off the bowl of pages Now when it's all over and it's said and done There's absolutely nothing new underneath the sun We live, love, laughed, I always on the run There's absolutely nothing new underneath the sun Absolutely nothing new underneath the sun
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