Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jason Aldean
Vocals
Danny Rader
Acoustic Guitar
Jack Sizemore
Electric Guitar
Liana Manis
Background Vocals
Michael Johnson
Steel Guitar
Mike Noble
Acoustic Guitar
Rich Redmond
Drums
Steve King
Hammond Organ
Tony Harrell
Keyboards
Tully Kennedy
Bass Guitar
Wes Hightower
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Rich
Songwriter
Rodney Clawson
Songwriter
Vicky McGehee
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Knox
Producer
Brandon Epps
Assistant Recording Engineer
Peter Coleman
Recording Engineer
Richard Dodd
Mastering Engineer
Sam Martin
Assistant Recording Engineer
Lyrics
What you got?
Quit my job, flipped off the boss, took my name off the payroll
(Screw you man)
Picked up my cell rang my baby's bell
Said I'm three miles from home
I said, "Sugar, why don't you put on that sundress I like so much?
Wait out by the road, I'm comin' to pick you up"
(Whoa-whoa)
Throw your suitcase in the back
(Whoa-whoa)
Done gassed up the Pontiac
(Whoa-whoa)
Blastin' out to Johnny Cash, headin' for the highway
Baby, we ain't ever comin' back
It's 467 miles to the outskirts of Las Vegas
What do you say we go get married by a preacher man who looks like Elvis
(Yeah, momma)
Sugar, don't you worry bout tellin' your momma goodbye
We'll send her a souvenir postcard from the wild side
(Whoa-whoa)
Throw your suitcase in the back
(Whoa-whoa)
Done gassed up the Pontiac
(Whoa-whoa)
Blastin' out to Johnny Cash, headin' for the highway
Baby, we ain't ever comin' back
(Whoa-whoa)
Throw your suitcase in the back
(Whoa-whoa)
Done gassed up the Pontiac
(Whoa-whoa)
Blastin' out to Johnny Cash, headin' for the highway
Baby, we ain't ever comin' back, suey
(Whoa-whoa)
(Whoa-whoa)
Hear that train a comin', rollin' round the bend
(Whoa-whoa)
The man in black is gonna rock your ass again
(Whoa-whoa)
(Whoa-whoa)
(Whoa-whoa) na-na-na-na
Writer(s): Rodney Clawson, John Rich, Vicky Lynn Mcgehee
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