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Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Morgan Wallen
Stimme und Gesang
Jerry Roe
Schlagzeug
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass
Tom Bukovac
E-Gitarre
Derek Wells
E-Gitarre
Bryan Sutton
Akustische Gitarre
Dave Cohen
Tasteninstrumente
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Matt Dragstrem
Songwriter:in
Thomas Rhett
Songwriter:in
Josh Thompson
Songwriter:in
Josh Miller
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Joey Moi
Produzent:in
Josh Ditty
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Jeff Balding
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Ally Gecewicz
Schnitttechniker:in
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Eivind Nordland
Schnitttechniker:in
Scott Cooke
Schnitttechniker:in
Sean R. Badum
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Songteksten
[Verse 1]
You thought I'd die
When you said goodbye
For a minute I thought that I would
And there for awhile
Couldn't even fake a smile
Even if the bad joke sounded good
[Verse 2]
I went off the rails
Thought hell, might as well
Rock bottom was calling my name
But lookin' back now, I oughta be
In the moving on hall of fame
[Verse 3]
It wasn't my buddies
It wasn't my mama
It wasn't no self-help how-to
It wasn't old records
It wasn't old flames
Or dancing with somebody new
Tequila made me crazy
Cold beer wouldn't do
So I whiskey'd my way over you
[Verse 4]
You saw me out
On a Friday downtown
With a smile that came stumbling back in
Guess that killed your mood
'Cause you did what you do
Turned around and walked out again
So pour a little more bourbon
Oh, it's the only thing been working
[Verse 5]
It wasn't my buddies
It wasn't my mama
It wasn't no self-help how-to
It wasn't old records
It wasn't old flames
Or dancing with somebody new
Tequila made me crazy
Cold beer wouldn't do
So I whiskey'd my way over you
[Verse 6]
Whiskey'd my way
Whiskey'd my way
[Verse 7]
Oh, keep the barkeep workin'
Oh, pour it on this hurtin'
[Verse 8]
It wasn't my buddies
It wasn't my mama
It wasn't no self-help how-to
It wasn't old records
And it wasn't old flames
Or dancing with somebody new
Tequila made me crazy
Cold beer wouldn't do
So I whiskey'd my way over you
[Verse 9]
Tequila didn't cut it
Cold beer was no use
So I whiskey'd my way over you
Written by: Matt Dragstrem, Josh Miller, Thomas Rhett, Josh Thompson