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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Josh Turner
Josh Turner
Leadgesang
Iris DeMent
Iris DeMent
Stimme und Gesang
Marty Stuart
Marty Stuart
Mandoline
Shannon Forrest
Shannon Forrest
Schlagzeug
Kevin "Swine" Grantt
Kevin "Swine" Grantt
Kontrabass
Bryan Sutton
Bryan Sutton
Akustische Gitarre
J.T. Corenflos
J.T. Corenflos
E-Gitarre
Gordon Mote
Gordon Mote
Hammondorgel
Aubrey Haynie
Aubrey Haynie
Geige
Eric Darken
Eric Darken
Percussion/Schlagzeug
Steve Hinson
Steve Hinson
Stahlgitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Josh Turner
Josh Turner
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Frank Rogers
Frank Rogers
Produzent:in
Richard Barrow
Richard Barrow
Ingenieur:in
Ben Terry
Ben Terry
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Neal Cappellino
Neal Cappellino
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Mike Wilson
Mike Wilson
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Brian David Willis
Brian David Willis
Schnitttechniker:in
Brady Barnett
Brady Barnett
Schnitttechniker:in
Tyler Moles
Tyler Moles
Schnitttechniker:in
Jon Craig
Jon Craig
Schnitttechniker:in
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Mischtechniker:in
Drew Bollman
Drew Bollman
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Phillip Stein
Phillip Stein
Studiopersonal
Hiriam Williams
Hiriam Williams
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Seth Morton
Seth Morton
Mischtechnikerassistent:in

Letras

She left me in the darkness, all alone
She abandoned all the good times
And the love I thought we had
I'm like a lonesome pallbearer, walking down the isle
Traveling to the graveyard, counting down the miles
With every earth filled shovel
They dig that eternal bed
I'm like a lonesome pallbearer
Carrying the dead
Carrying the dead
She don't call me, and she don't try to
And my friend can't bring her back
My eyes are wide open
Watching my future fade to black
I'm like a lonesome pallbearer, walking down the isle
Traveling to the graveyard, counting down the miles
With every earth filled shovel
They dig that eternal bed
I'm like a lonesome pallbearer
Carrying the dead
Carrying the dead
I've pondered trading places
With the man laying in that hearse
I tried to hold my head up
But her leaving, is like a curse
I'm like a lonesome pallbearer, walking down the isle
Traveling to the graveyard, counting down the miles
With every earth filled shovel
They dig that eternal bed
I'm like a lonesome pallbearer
Carrying the dead
Carrying the dead
Carrying the dead
Written by: Josh Turner
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