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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
James McMurtry
James McMurtry
Stimme und Gesang
Bukka Allen
Bukka Allen
Orgel
Daren Hess
Daren Hess
Schlagzeug
David Grisson
David Grisson
Gitarre
Harry Smith
Harry Smith
Gleitgitarre
Kenny Aronoff
Kenny Aronoff
Percussion/Schlagzeug
Loren Gold
Loren Gold
Klavier
Randy Garibay, Jr.
Randy Garibay, Jr.
Harmoniegesang
Sean Hurley
Sean Hurley
Bassgitarre
Stan Lynch
Stan Lynch
Percussion/Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
James McMurtry
James McMurtry
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Ross Hogarth
Ross Hogarth
Mischtechniker:in
Pat Manske
Pat Manske
Ingenieur:in
Joseph Holguin
Joseph Holguin
Ingenieur:in
Kevin Smith
Kevin Smith
Ingenieur:in
Peter Brownlee
Peter Brownlee
Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

Looking back down the road from a little ways out I never had a fear and I never had a doubt If I had a lick of sense, I'd have figured that out pretty fast But I wasn't any smarter than the average kid Somebody might a noticed, but I never did I never saw the future fading right into the past Talking to the wallpaper, wandering the halls I burned a lot of bridges and I dropped a lot of balls It's a wonder I can ever go back to any place I've been But I wouldn't get down on my knees on a bet I'm near enough to Jesus as I'd ever want to get Seeking salvation ain't part of my general plan Save your prayers for yourself Raise my glass to your health I don't mind if you don't look like me I can share my bread and wine I come from another time It don't matter all that much if it don't bleed If it don't bleed Now it's all I can do to just get out of bed There's more in the mirror than there is up ahead I smile, and I nod like I heard what you said every time So, run another rack, pour another shot You don't get it back, so give it all you got While you still got a more or less functional body and mind Save your prayers for yourself Raise my glass to your health I don't mind if you don't look like me I can share my bread and wine I come from another time It don't matter all that much if it don't bleed If it don't bleed I learned to answer my calls and open my mail I paid my taxes and I stayed out of jail You stay in the game when you're too broke to fail That's a fact Talking to the wallpaper sleeping in the hall Your bones get brittle so you better not fall You slow to a crawl Time gets to balling the jack Run you right off the track Save your prayers for yourself Raise my glass to your health I don't mind if you don't talk like me I can share my bread and wine I come from another time It don't matter all that much if it don't bleed If it don't bleed If it don't bleed If it don't bleed If it don't bleed
Writer(s): James Mcmurtry Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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