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Nitro Express
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Traditional Country
Nitro Express adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Checked Label Services tarafından 15 Ekim 1975 tarihinde yayınlandıBluey Francis Meets Gordon Parsons
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Çıkış Tarihi15 Ekim 1975
FirmaChecked Label Services
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM152

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bluey Francis
Bluey Francis
Performer
Gordon Parsons
Gordon Parsons
Lead Vocals
Stanley Francis
Stanley Francis
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jim Thornton
Jim Thornton
Songwriter
Chris Roberts
Chris Roberts
Songwriter
Scott Turner
Scott Turner
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bluey Francis
Bluey Francis
Producer
Gordon Parsons
Gordon Parsons
Producer
Stanley Francis
Stanley Francis
Producer

Şarkı sözleri

I was comin' up a grade that is known as the Devil's Crest
All of thirty-six tons on a rig called the Nitro Express
There was nothin' but curves from the top on down
At the bottom of the grade stood a quiet little country town
I was droppin' off the top when she jarred and the tail shaft broke
Started pumpin' up the brakes, saw 'em go in a great cloud of smoke
And to keep her upright I had to do my best
I'm just a runaway bomb they call the Nitro Express
All of thirty-six tons of detonated steel
Over eighteen tires that smoked and squealed
Had to ride her down, I couldn't jump free
Or there'd be a big hole where that little town used to be
Well, that big freighter swayed as I took on each and every curve
Then my hands started sweatin' and I knew I was a-losin' my nerve
And I cursed every inch and rock on that Devil's Crest
While fightin' with the wheel of the rig called the Nitro Express
Well, I thought I'd slow her down by
Rubbin' the mountain with the side
Then the sparks started flyin' and she fairly lit up the sky
I finally got her stopped, but, mister, I'm gonna confess
It's the last run I'm doin' on a rig called the Nitro Express
All of thirty-six tons of detonated steel
Over eighteen tires that smoked and squealed
Had to ride her down, I couldn't jump free
Or there'd be a big hole where that little town used to be
Yeah, I had to ride her down, I couldn't jump free
Or there'd be a big hole where that little town used to be
Written by: Chris Roberts, Jim Thornton, Scott Turner
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