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Créditos

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Clint Black
Clint Black
Stimme und Gesang
Bryan Sutton
Bryan Sutton
Mandoline
Eric Darken
Eric Darken
Percussion/Schlagzeug
Gordon Mote
Gordon Mote
Klavier
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Akustische Gitarre
Michael Rhodes
Michael Rhodes
Bass
Shannon Forrest
Shannon Forrest
Schlagzeug
Stuart Duncan
Stuart Duncan
Geige
Tania Hancheroff
Tania Hancheroff
Begleitgesang
Wes Hightower
Wes Hightower
Begleitgesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Clint Black
Clint Black
Songwriter:in
Franck Roger
Franck Roger
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Brian David Willis
Brian David Willis
Schnitttechniker:in
Drew Bollman
Drew Bollman
Ingenieurassistent:in
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Ingenieur:in
Neal Cappellino
Neal Cappellino
Ingenieur:in
Richard Barrow
Richard Barrow
Ingenieur:in

Letras

[Verse 1]
Alarm clock rings, can't hit the snooze
Too much to do, no time to lose
Fly out of my bed and into my shoes
Hit the door, on the move
[Verse 2]
Cell phone rings, yeah, it never ends
One more thing if I can work it in
I'm running a ratrace that I can't win
This big ol' world takes another spin
And I do it all again
[Verse 3]
I spend all my time making time
To work on life's assembly line
Trying to find one more minute
Squeeze one more thing in it
[Verse 4]
On track for a heart attack
If I don't do some kicking back
Now I think it's high time
I make a little more time for that
[Verse 5]
I got a great big list in front of me
Things to do and folks to see
I'm checkin' 'em off now, one, two, three
Dot the Is, cross the Ts
[Verse 6]
I just want to get home to you
Get right back to my honey dos
Take a look, enjoy the view
Catch a game, take a snooze
Anything I choose
[Verse 7]
I spend all my time making time
To work on life's assembly line
Trying to find one more minute
Squeeze one more thing in it
[Verse 8]
On track for a heart attack
If I don't do some kicking back
Now I think it's high time
I make a little more time for
[Verse 9]
For a cane pole, nappin' by a fishing hole
Slow it all down to a crawl
For a Sunday drive, gettin' lost in my baby's eyes
And I might even try doing nothing at all
[Verse 10]
I spend all my time making time
To work on life's assembly line
Trying to find one more minute
Squeeze one more thing in it
[Verse 11]
On track for a heart attack
If I don't do some kicking back
Don't you think it's high time
We make a little more time for that?
Don't you think it's high time?
Yeah, I need a little more time for that
Written by: Clint Black, Franck Roger
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