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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Blake Shelton
Blake Shelton
Leadgesang
Tim Lauer
Tim Lauer
Tasteninstrumente
John Willis
John Willis
Akustische Gitarre
Rachel Proctor
Rachel Proctor
Begleitgesang
Alison Brown
Alison Brown
Banjo
Alison Prestwood
Alison Prestwood
Bassgitarre
Anthony Lamarchina
Anthony Lamarchina
Cello
Dan Dugmore
Dan Dugmore
Pedal-Steel-Gitarre
Chad Cromwell
Chad Cromwell
Schlagzeug
Shannon Forrest
Shannon Forrest
Schlagzeug
Brent Rowan
Brent Rowan
E-Gitarre
Andrea Zonn
Andrea Zonn
Geige
Jonathan Yudkin
Jonathan Yudkin
Geige
Rob Hajacos
Rob Hajacos
Geige
Terry McMillan
Terry McMillan
Mundharmonika
Scotty Sanders
Scotty Sanders
Gitarre
Mike Rojas
Mike Rojas
Klavier
Bobby Braddock
Bobby Braddock
Synthesizer
Steve Gibson
Steve Gibson
Sitar
Dennis Wilson
Dennis Wilson
Begleitgesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Don Goodman
Don Goodman
Songwriter:in
Mark Sherrill
Mark Sherrill
Songwriter:in
J. BOHON
J. BOHON
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Denny Purcell
Denny Purcell
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Ed Seay
Ed Seay
Mischtechniker:in
Bobby Braddock
Bobby Braddock
Produzent:in
Graham Lewis
Graham Lewis
Ingenieurassistent:in
Howell Luther
Howell Luther
Ingenieurassistent:in
John Saylor
John Saylor
Mischtechniker:in

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Well, I caught my wife with another man, and it cost me 99 On a prison farm in Georgia, close to the Florida line Well, I'd been here for two long years I finally made the warden my friend And so he sentenced me to a life of ease Taking care of Ol' Red Now Ol' Red, he's the damnedest dog that I've ever seen Got a nose that can smell a two-day trail He's a four-legged tracking machine You can consider yourself mighty lucky To get past the gators and the quicksand beds But all these years that I've been here Ain't nobody got past Red And the warden sang Come on somebody Why don't you run? Ol' Red's itchin' to have a little fun Get my lantern, get my gun Red'll have you treed before the mornin' comes Well, I paid off the guard and I slipped out a letter To my cousin up in Tennessee Oh, and he brought down a blue tick hound She was pretty as she could be Well, they penned her up in the swampland 'Bout a mile just south of the gate And I'd take Ol' Red for his evening run I'd just drop him off and wait And the warden sang Come on somebody Why don't you run? Ol' Red's itchin' to have a little fun Get my lantern, get my gun Red'll have you treed before the mornin' comes Now Ol' Red got real used to seeing his lady every night And so I kept him away for three or four days And waited 'til the time got right Well, I made my run with the evenin' sun And I smiled when I heard 'em turn Red out 'Cause I was headed north to Tennessee And Ol' Red was headed south And the warden sang Come on somebody Why don't you run? Ol' Red's itchin' to have a little fun Get my lantern, get my gun Red'll have you treed before the mornin' comes Now there's red-haired blue ticks all in the South Love got me in here and love got me out
Writer(s): Donald Goodman, Mark Sherrill, James E Bohon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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