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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Charlie Robison
Charlie Robison
Vocals
Natalie Maines
Natalie Maines
Performer
David Grissom
David Grissom
Electric Guitar
Joe Chemay
Joe Chemay
Background Vocals
Jim Lauderdale
Jim Lauderdale
Background Vocals
Anthony Martin
Anthony Martin
Background Vocals
Bruce Robison
Bruce Robison
Background Vocals
Rich Brotherton
Rich Brotherton
Acoustic Guitar
Pat Buchanan
Pat Buchanan
Electric Guitar
Kevin Carroll
Kevin Carroll
Acoustic Guitar
Marty Muse
Marty Muse
Steel Guitar
Robby Turner
Robby Turner
Steel Guitar
John Ludwick
John Ludwick
Bass Guitar
Emily Strayer
Emily Strayer
Banjo
Mark Patterson
Mark Patterson
Drums
Riley Osborne
Riley Osborne
Piano
William "Chip" Dolan
William "Chip" Dolan
Accordion
Mario "Sunny" Sauceda
Mario "Sunny" Sauceda
Accordion
Richard Bowden
Richard Bowden
Fiddle
Gene Elders
Gene Elders
Fiddle
Kyle Lehning
Kyle Lehning
Recorder
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Charlie Robison
Charlie Robison
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Charlie Robison
Charlie Robison
Producer
Blake Chancey
Blake Chancey
Producer
Tony Castle
Tony Castle
Additional Engineer
Derek Bason
Derek Bason
Additional Engineer
Mel Eubanks
Mel Eubanks
Additional Engineer
Christopher Rowe
Christopher Rowe
Additional Engineer
Joe Hayden
Joe Hayden
Additional Engineer
Boo Macleod
Boo Macleod
Assistant Engineer
Ricky Cobble
Ricky Cobble
Assistant Engineer
Billy Sherrill
Billy Sherrill
Mixing Engineer
Denny Purcell
Denny Purcell
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I sang this next song as a duet with my good buddy Miss Natalie Maines To my wife's band, the Dixie chicks And we usually get a couple of volunteers from the audience To come up here and sing this song with us Sometimes they can sing, sometimes they can't But you know it really don't make a shit, it's the thought that counts Well, you are still here, and I am still here And whether I ever loved you is not perfectly clear You went a semester to South West Texas State But the freshmen 15 you gained killed all your dates I guess I still love you, if I ever did And I can see myself having a couple of kids And we will get by for the rest of our lives, everybody So play the Cotton-Eyed Joe for the folks, don't you know? Keep your dogs in the truck 'til you leave We got some Wieners and buns when the brisket's all gone And our wedding in suburban Seguin Take it, girl Well, I am still here and you are still here Whether I ever loved you is not perfectly clear Though weight's not an issue, you have gained more And when I said, "I do," well, I slammed all the doors To a future where I could see Paris in the spring And I wasn't prepared for the weight of this ring But we will get by for the rest of our lives Y'all give them a hand, huh So play the Cotton-Eyed Joe for the folks, don't you know? Keep your dogs in the truck 'til you leave We got some Wieners and buns when the brisket's all gone And our wedding in suburban Seguin Thank you lady So play some old BTO for our friends, don't you know? Keep your dogs in the truck 'til you leave Get out the Wieners and buns 'cause the brisket's all gone At our wedding in suburban Seguin I said, I love you in suburban Seguin, guin Now let's make love Thank you all
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