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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kenny Chesney
Kenny Chesney
Vocals
John Hobbs
John Hobbs
Piano
Pat Buchanan
Pat Buchanan
Electric Guitar
John Wesley Ryles
John Wesley Ryles
Background Vocals
Randy McCormick
Randy McCormick
Synthesizer
Wyatt Beard
Wyatt Beard
Background Vocals
Paul Leim
Paul Leim
Drums
Larry Paxton
Larry Paxton
Bass
Kenny Greenberg
Kenny Greenberg
Electric Guitar
John Willis
John Willis
Acoustic Guitar
F. Reid Shippen
F. Reid Shippen
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kenny Chesney
Kenny Chesney
Songwriter
Tom Douglas
Tom Douglas
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kenny Chesney
Kenny Chesney
Producer
Buddy Cannon
Buddy Cannon
Producer
Aaron Fessel
Aaron Fessel
Additional Engineer
Adam Grover
Adam Grover
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer
Daniel Bacigalupi
Daniel Bacigalupi
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Derek Parnell
Derek Parnell
Assistant Engineer
Ernesto Olvera
Ernesto Olvera
Assistant Engineer
F. Reid Shippen
F. Reid Shippen
Mixing Engineer
Leland Elliot
Leland Elliot
Assistant Engineer
Lowell Reynolds
Lowell Reynolds
Assistant Engineer
Natthaphol Abhigantaphand
Natthaphol Abhigantaphand
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Nick Spezia
Nick Spezia
Assistant Engineer
Sean R. Badum
Sean R. Badum
Assistant Engineer
Seth Morton
Seth Morton
Assistant Engineer
Tom Freitag
Tom Freitag
Assistant Engineer
Tony Castle
Tony Castle
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

He was there when I started In Knoxville, Tennessee Openin' for Patty Loveless November of '93 Four friends, Mom, and Uncle Butch And the crowd was really small He'd say, I was a scared kid If this bus could talk Some nights, we'd dance with the devil Some nights, we prayed to the Lord Between bathproom passes and Margherita glasses He was never really bored We were starry eyed dreamers Bouncin' off the wall Oh, the stories he could tell If this bus could talk He's seen pool halls, in Texas Down at the Corndog County Fair Girls, that we made cry Some crowds, that didn't care When Bobby rolled us down in 'Bama He kept rockin', through it all Oh, the stories he could tell If this bus could talk Late night conversations Full of drunk philosophy On politics and religion Football and family The loved ones, that we missed An' the lovers, that we lost Oh, the secrets he could share If this bus could talk He's seen Virginia Beach Caught in a hurricane Heroes, I wish I'd never met But, he ain't namin' names We learned the call of the road At the Grizzly Rose, and we had a ball Oh, the stories he could tell If this bus could talk 20 years of summers An' I hope it never ends Been down so many highways Full of twists, and turns, and bends We caught lightnin' in a bottle Somehow, we survived it all Oh, the stories he could tell If this bus could talk As I leave the stage Still high, from your applause He'd tell you, that I love you If this bus could talk If this bus could talk If this bus could talk If this bus could talk
Writer(s): Tom Douglas, Kenny A. Chesney Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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