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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Blake Shelton
Blake Shelton
Stimme und Gesang
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Akustische Gitarre
Sam Bergeson
Sam Bergeson
Programmierung
Gordon Mote
Gordon Mote
Klavier
Perry Coleman
Perry Coleman
Begleitgesang
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass
Nir Z
Nir Z
Schlagzeug
Tom Bukovac
Tom Bukovac
E-Gitarre
Troy Lancaster
Troy Lancaster
E-Gitarre
Paul Franklin
Paul Franklin
Pedal-Steel-Gitarre
Justin Neibank
Justin Neibank
Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jordan Schmidt
Jordan Schmidt
Songwriter:in
Josh Thompson
Josh Thompson
Songwriter:in
Michael Hardy
Michael Hardy
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Sam Bergeson
Sam Bergeson
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in
Drew Bollman
Drew Bollman
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Scott Hendricks
Scott Hendricks
Produzent:in
Brian David Willis
Brian David Willis
Schnitttechniker:in
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Mischtechniker:in
Sean R. Badum
Sean R. Badum
Aufnahmeingenieur:in

Lyrics

When I die, I wanna come back as a country boy No, there ain't no better life if you ask me If my neck don't come out red, then Lord, just keep me dead 'Cause a country boy's all that I know how to be My back is always breakin', my dogs are always barkin' My money has trouble makin', and my truck has trouble startin' I'm up before the sun, either haulin' hay or huntin' My work ain't ever done but son, I wouldn't trade it for nothin' So when I die, I wanna come back as a country boy No, there ain't no better life if you ask me If my neck don't come out red, then Lord, just keep me dead 'Cause a country boy is all that I know how to be Yeah, if y'all ain't in my drawl, and a fish ain't on my wall And the whiskey don't burn goin' down My feet ain't in a holler, and blue ain't on my collar Leave my Hank-crankin', beer-drinkin' ass in the ground Yeah, when I die, I wanna come back as a country boy No, there ain't no better life if you ask me If my neck don't come out red, then Lord, just keep me dead 'Cause a country boy's all that I know how to be When I die, I wanna come back as a country boy Live on this land, like my old man did before me I don't wanna be born into money Where the boots don't ever get muddy 'Cause a country boy's all that I know how to be When I die, I wanna come back as a country boy No, there ain't no better life if you ask me If my neck don't come out red, then Lord, just keep me dead 'Cause a country boy is all that I know how to be Yeah, a country boy is all that I know how to be
Writer(s): Michael Hardy, Josh Thompson, Jordan Mark Schmidt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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