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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Chris Stapleton
Chris Stapleton
Stimme und Gesang
Dave Cobb
Dave Cobb
Akustische Gitarre
Derek Mixon
Derek Mixon
Schlagzeug
J.T. Cure
J.T. Cure
Bass
Morgane Stapleton
Morgane Stapleton
Begleitgesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Chris Stapleton
Chris Stapleton
Songwriter:in
Brice Long
Brice Long
Songwriter:in
Matt Fleener
Matt Fleener
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Chris Stapleton
Chris Stapleton
Produzent:in
Gena Johnson
Gena Johnson
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Dave Cobb
Dave Cobb
Produzent:in
Vance Powell
Vance Powell
Mischtechniker:in
Pete Lyman
Pete Lyman
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

Well, he came from Northern Ireland Searchin' for the free man's ground And he came to bet his fortune On a West Virginia plow He built a house of timber And raised a redhead son Then they worked the land together And prayed the rain would come There's a scarecrow in the garden That looks like Lucifer And I've been readin' Revelations With my bare feet in the river Well, the readhead son got older And took a brown eyed wife And the fields were green as dollars 'Cause the dirt was black as night I came in late September The youngest one of three And my sisters off and married So the land was left to me There's a scarecrow in the garden That looks like Lucifer And I've been readin' Revelations With my bare feet in the river I know every single fence post Every rock to go around I've been starin' at the red oak Where I know they'll lay me down The fields ain't what they once were The rains just seem to flood And I've been thinkin' 'bout that river Wonderin' how it turns to blood I've been sittin' here all mornin' I was sittin' here all night There's a Bible in my left hand And a pistol in my right
Writer(s): Brice Long, Christopher Alvin Stapleton, Matt Fleener Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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