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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gregory Alan Isakov
Gregory Alan Isakov
Vocals
Gabe Simon
Gabe Simon
Bass
Carrie Karpinen
Carrie Karpinen
Drums
John Mailander
John Mailander
Fiddle
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Noah Kahan
Noah Kahan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Noah Kahan
Noah Kahan
Producer
Gabe Simon
Gabe Simon
Producer
Ryan Hewitt
Ryan Hewitt
Mixing Engineer
Maddie Harmon
Maddie Harmon
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Carrie Karpinen
Carrie Karpinen
Studio Personnel
Konrad Snyder
Konrad Snyder
Engineer
Matt Hall
Matt Hall
Assistant Recording Engineer
Joe Trentacosti
Joe Trentacosti
Assistant Recording Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

County line, I'm countin' down Mailboxes until my house This place had a heartbeat in its day Vail bought the mountains, and nothing was the same Yeah, the boys are drunk, the sun is high The license plates "Live Free or Die" It just ain't that simple; it never was We'll drink 'til New Year's, then they'll leave me to clean up One day, I'm gonna cut it clear Ride like Paul Revere And, when they ask me who I am I'll say, "I'm not from around here" I'll leave before the road crew's out Before those joggers, looking way too proud We'll turn up the music and I'll forget Until it ends that I'm not ready to let go yet One day, I'm gonna cut it clear Ride like Paul Revere And when they ask me who I am I'll just pretend I didn't hear It's typical, I fear Folks just disappear And when they ask me who I am I'll say, "I'm not from around here" I'll say, "I'm not from around here" But I'm in my car, and I see the yard The patch of grass where we buried the dog And the world makes sense behind the chain-link fence If I could leave, I would've already left But I'm in my car, and I see the yard And the patch of grass where we buried the dog And the world makes sense behind the chain-link fence If I could leave, I would've already left I would've already left
Writer(s): Noah Kahan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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