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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dwight Yoakam
Dwight Yoakam
Vocals
Dean Parks
Dean Parks
Acoustic Guitar
Pete Anderson
Pete Anderson
Electric Guitar
Scott Humphrey
Scott Humphrey
Programming
Beth Anderson
Beth Anderson
Background Vocals
James Couger
James Couger
Background Vocals
Jim Haas
Jim Haas
Background Vocals
Jim Lauderdale
Jim Lauderdale
Background Vocals
Tommy Funderburk
Tommy Funderburk
Background Vocals
Taras Prodaniuk
Taras Prodaniuk
Bass Guitar
Al Perkins
Al Perkins
Pedal Steel Guitar
Jeff Donavan
Jeff Donavan
Drums
Dan Reed
Dan Reed
Fiddle
Scott Joss
Scott Joss
Fiddle
Skip Edwards
Skip Edwards
Keyboards
Chuck Domanico
Chuck Domanico
Upright Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dwight Yoakam
Dwight Yoakam
Songwriter
Pete Anderson
Pete Anderson
Arranger
Scott Humphrey
Scott Humphrey
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pete Anderson
Pete Anderson
Producer
Craig Doubet
Craig Doubet
Assistant Engineer
David Lopez
David Lopez
Assistant Engineer
Dusty Wakeman
Dusty Wakeman
Recording Engineer
Stephen Marcussen
Stephen Marcussen
Mastering Engineer
David Leonard
David Leonard
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Where did I go wrong You know I've never had a clue I must have just been born no good 'Cause bad's the best that I can do Was it just my fate in life To end up here this way Lost and all alone One more black lamb That's gone astray Lonesome roads are the only kind I ever travel Empty rooms are the only place I ever stay I'm just a face out in the crowd that looks like trouble Poor ol' worthless me is the only friend I ever made Instrumental Lonesome roads are the only kind I ever travel Empty rooms are the only place I ever stay I'm just a face out in the crowd that looks like trouble Poor ol' worthless me is the only friend I ever made Lonesome Roads - Dwight Yoakam Where did I go wrong You know I've never had a clue I must have just been born no good 'Cause bad's the best that I can do Was it just my fate in life To end up here this way Lost and all alone One more black lamb That's gone astray Lonesome roads are the only kind I ever travel Empty rooms are the only place I ever stay I'm just a face out in the crowd that looks like trouble Poor ol' worthless me is the only friend I ever made Poor ol' worthless me is the only friend I ever made...
Writer(s): Dwight David Yoakam Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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