Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Drayton Farley
Gitarre
Chad Gamble
Schlagzeug
Jimbo Hart
Bassgitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Drayton Farley
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Sadler Vaden
Produzent:in
Joe Trentacosti
Ingenieurassistent:in
Matt Ross-Spang
Mischtechniker:in
Richard Dodd
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
You know the road I grew up on
It was chert rock dirt and old dog bones
Red dust covered everything we owned
Painted the whole damn place
The house that we called home
It was a single-wide, it was a corner stone
We all ate whatever daddy'd grown
Or killed to fill our plates
These days I'd kill ten men a week
For a minute as a kid on Kornegay
Time's a bitch, I wish I'd never known
Stop the clock and take me home
Time's a bitch, I wish I'd never known
Stop the clock and take me home
If there's one thing that I've learned
You don't always get the things you've earned
Some bridges built end up bridges burned
Then you learn to walk through the flames
That nowhere town still bears my name
In the bark of a pine down Hermitage Lane
Time went on and everything changed
Time went on and everything changed
These days I'd kill ten men a week
For a minute as a kid on Kornegay
Time's a bitch, I wish I'd never known
Stop the clock and take me home
These days I'd kill ten men a week
For a minute as a kid on Kornegay
Time's a bitch, I wish I'd never known
Stop the clock and take me home
Time's a bitch, I wish I'd never known
Stop the clock and take me home
Please, won't someone stop?
Please, won't someone stop?
Please, won't someone stop?
Please, won't someone stop?
You know the road I grew up on
It was chert rock dirt and old dog bones
Red dust covered everything we owned
Painted the whole damn place
Writer(s): Drayton Farley
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