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After They're Gone
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After They're Gone was released on June 28, 2019 by Runnin Iron as a part of the album After They're Gone - Single
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Release DateJune 28, 2019
LabelRunnin Iron
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Quinton Blair
Quinton Blair
Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Adam Young
Adam Young
Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar
Jon Mushaluk
Jon Mushaluk
Bass Guitar
Brenton Thorvaldson
Brenton Thorvaldson
Fiddle, Electric Guitar
William J Western
William J Western
Electric Guitar
Sean Borton
Sean Borton
Electric Guitar
Mike Hiebert
Mike Hiebert
Drums, Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Quinton Blair
Quinton Blair
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Adam Young
Adam Young
Producer, Engineer

Lyrics

He could see his shadow on the wall where he sits
Checks his watch, checks the sun, whispers "boy this is it
There's a train leaving Dogtown in about three hours time
If I want to get out of this town alive I gotta get out of this dive"
He leaves a stool spinnin', with a froth on his beer
I slide over and I knock it back, and I offer him my cheers
We ain't here for much, but we got much to do
We ain't here to call out names, or to be somebody's fool
We ain't here to make time, cause time marches on
We ain't here to bring 'em back, long after they're gone
Now she paces and she fusses as she's walking down the floor
She trips over a suitcase tucked behind the door
She says "now what can come of this my friend, I hope he knows
Cheatin' and then leavin' town ain't the only way go
Now he walks in the back door, but he won't be walking long
'Cause the lock is off the safe and the ammunitions gone
We ain't here for much, but we got much to do
We ain't here to call out names, or to be somebody's fool
We ain't here to make time, cause time marches on
We ain't here to bring 'em back, long after they're gone
Now I'm sittin' in the shadow of that trailer park sign
Watching that sun go down one minute at a time
That slow rolling train 's rollin' slowly by
And there ain't nobody getting on, nobody ridin' high
She smiles and she looks at me and she tosses me a beer
And I slide over and I knock it back because she don't waste no tears
We ain't here for much, but we got much to do
We ain't here to call out names, or to be somebody's fool
We ain't here to make time, cause time marches on
We ain't here to bring 'em back, long after they're gone
We ain't here for much, but we got much to do
We ain't here to call out names, or to be somebody's fool
We ain't here to make time, cause time marches on
We ain't here to bring 'em back, long after they're gone
Written by: Michael Quinton Blair
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