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This Old Skin
3,114
Pop/Rock
This Old Skin was released on October 25, 2004 by Sony Music UK as a part of the album Gold Diggas, Head Nodders & Pholk Songs
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Release DateOctober 25, 2004
LabelSony Music UK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Beautiful South
The Beautiful South
Performer
Paul Heaton
Paul Heaton
Vocals
Alison Wheeler
Alison Wheeler
Vocals
Dave Hemingway
Dave Hemingway
Background Vocals
Dave Rotheray
Dave Rotheray
Guitar
Gary Hammond
Gary Hammond
Percussion
Dave Stead
Dave Stead
Drums
Damon Butcher
Damon Butcher
Keyboards
Sean Welch
Sean Welch
Bass
Chip Taylor
Chip Taylor
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bobby Cristiansand
Bobby Cristiansand
Composer, Lyrics
Barry Klein
Barry Klein
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Paul Heaton
Paul Heaton
Producer
Jon Kelly
Jon Kelly
Producer
Jay Reynolds
Jay Reynolds
Mixing Engineer
Philippe Rose
Philippe Rose
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

It was '96 in South Carolina
That's the place and not the god-damn year
Sitting on the porch out at Bobby's place
Just tugging on a lukewarm beer
And there I was peeping like an old sidewinder
Just an inch or so above the mud
The first to find out that its raining
Is the last to find out its a flood
It was Paradise Valley Nevada
Not far from where the west was won
I am the only black face in the whole damn place
Just a raisin in the blazing sun
And there I am like that old sidewinder
Just wishing that her eggs ain't hatched
And the chain I wear has 'em wishin for the day
When it came with a ball attached
So I'm gonna move, right outta this town
When this old skin stops weighing me down
He was sitting in the very same spot that Otis
Sat to watch the dock of the bay
In the very same spot, that the ships rolled in
Now there's nothing but the mud and the clay
I'm gonna move, right outta this town
When this old skin, is weighing me down
This old skin
Outside Orlando in the sunshine state
Has just upped itself another degree
I am the very last orange of the whole years crop
Hanging dearly to the branch of the tree
And the wind and the spring couldn't do anything
So I'm burning in the sun of the south
That old sidewinder in the dust below
I'm just waiting till it opens its mouth
So I'm gonna move, right outta this town
When this old skin, finally touches the ground
He was sitting in the very same spot that otis
Sat to watch the dock of the bay
The very same spot the ships rolled in
Now there's nothing but the mud and the clay
Now I'm gonna move, right outta this town
When this old skin, finally touches the ground
This old skin
This old skin
This old skin
Written by: Barry Klein, Bobby Cristiansand
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