Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Wes Bayliss
Leadgesang
Jason Cope
Gitarre
Isaac Senty
Schlagzeug
Josh Day
Percussion/Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Aaron Raitiere
Songwriter:in
Brent Cobb
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Ernesto Hill Olvera
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Jason Cope
Produzent:in
Jason Mott
Ingenieurassistent:in
Pete Lyman
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Sean R. Badum
Ingenieurassistent:in
Wes Bayliss
Produzent:in
Songteksten
[Verse 1]
Kiss your daddy, "Bye," he raised his daughter well
If we don't leave right now, Atlanta will be hell
It's too dang bad your mom can't come out for a hug
But you know how she gets with that broomstick on that rug
[Verse 2]
If we never go, we will never know
What's beyond these county roads
There's nothing wrong with home, but lovers oughta roam
Without chances, plans don't make no sense at all
[Verse 3]
We better run while we're still young, honey, we'll be glad we did
'Cause we've been dreaming of this day since we were kids
And I've been mowing lawns since 1998
I've finally saved enough, let's bust out of this gate
[Verse 4]
If we never go, we will never know
What's beyond these county roads
There's nothing wrong with home, but lovers oughta roam
Without chances, plans don't make no sense at
[Verse 5]
All I know is you're the only thing I've ever needed, baby
Please jump in this truck and ride away with me
[Verse 6]
If we never go, we can never know
What's beyond these county roads
There's nothing wrong with home, but lovers oughta roam
Without chances, plans don't make
[Verse 7]
No, if we never go, we can never know
What's beyond these county roads
There's nothing wrong with home, I read it on a tombstone
Without chances plans don't make no sense at all
[Verse 8]
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Written by: Aaron Raitiere, Brent Cobb