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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Payton Smith
Payton Smith
Electric Guitar
Biff Watson
Biff Watson
Acoustic Guitar
Tom Bukovac
Tom Bukovac
Electric Guitar
Mike Brignardello
Mike Brignardello
Bass Guitar
Steve Nathan
Steve Nathan
Keyboards
Wes Little
Wes Little
Drums
David Thulin
David Thulin
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Payton Smith
Payton Smith
Composer
Casey Beathard
Casey Beathard
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Stroud
James Stroud
Producer
Julian King
Julian King
Recording Engineer
Joel McKinney
Joel McKinney
Assistant Recording Engineer
Howard Willing
Howard Willing
Recording Engineer
Lars Fox
Lars Fox
Editing Engineer
Chris Lord-Alge
Chris Lord-Alge
Mixing Engineer
Brian Judd
Brian Judd
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Adam Chagnon
Adam Chagnon
Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Doug Rich
Doug Rich
Studio Personnel
Tammy Luker
Tammy Luker
Studio Personnel
Janice Soled
Janice Soled
Studio Personnel

Lyrics

I been thinkin' 'bout you leavin' So I picked up my guitar I played what I was feelin' I emptied out my heart Bet you thought it'd be a sad one About you bein' gone But this ain't that song Wonderin' why you left me Been wonderin' where you're at Hopin' that you'll text me And prayin' you'll come back I guess that's where I could be Oh, but please don't take this wrong This ain't that song This is you go your way, I'll go mine We're gonna be better off, gonna be fine Keep chasin' your life down the highway Keep it real, live it up like it's Friday Wish I could tell you, girl My front porch light's still on But this ain't that song No, no Well, this town is like a prison All I see is you I can't ever see me Findin' someone new Yeah, I tried to hold another Felt nothin' but alone Naw, this ain't that song This is you go your way, I'll go mine We're gonna be better off, gonna be fine Keep chasin' your life down the highway Keep it real, live it up like it's Friday Wish I could tell you, girl My front porch light's still on But this ain't that song That tries to make you cry Make you feel bad about your goodbye This ain't some prideful heart just talkin' Girl, keep walkin' (girl, keep walkin') You go your way, I'll go mine We're gonna be better off, gonna be fine Keep chasin' your life down the highway Keep it real, live it up like it's Friday Wish I could tell you, girl My front porch light's still on But this ain't that song Been thinkin' 'bout you leavin' So I picked up my guitar
Writer(s): Casey Beathard, Payton Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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