Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Grace Potter
Grace Potter
Begleitgesang
Jim Keltner
Jim Keltner
Schlagzeug
Dennis Crouch
Dennis Crouch
Bassgitarre
Marc Ribot
Marc Ribot
E-Gitarre
Keefus Ciancia
Keefus Ciancia
Tasteninstrumente
Darrel Leonard
Darrel Leonard
Trompete
Thomas Peterson
Thomas Peterson
Baritonsaxofon
Keith Fiddmont
Keith Fiddmont
Tenorsaxofon
Joseph Sublett
Joseph Sublett
Tenorsaxofon
Ricky Woodard
Ricky Woodard
Tenorsaxofon
Ira Nepus
Ira Nepus
Posaune
George Bohanan
George Bohanan
Posaune
Maurice Spears
Maurice Spears
Posaune
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Mark Batson
Mark Batson
Komponist:in
Grace Potter
Grace Potter
Komponist:in
Darrel Leonard
Darrel Leonard
Arrangeur:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Jason Wormer
Jason Wormer
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
T Bone Burnett
T Bone Burnett
Produzent:in
Mike Piersante
Mike Piersante
Mischtechniker:in
Gavin Lurssen
Gavin Lurssen
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I lost everything, I fell out of a daydream
At the door of a long-lost friend
And I cried aloud without an inch of pride
I knew that I had reached the end
An old and lonely man saw me sitting on the curb
He reached out and he took my hand
He said, "I know your song, and I know your name
And there was a time that I felt the same"
[Chorus]
But it's a low, low road you gotta roll down
Low road
Before you find your way, my friend
And it's a high, high hill you gotta climb up
High hill
Before you get to the top again
[Verse 2]
I held on so dearly
To the wrong things in my life
And now I see so clearly
I was walking into my own knife
You gotta get up off that street and stop looking at your feet
And take a hold of something real
This old man took my hand
He looked at me and said, "Little girl, I understand"
[Chorus]
That it's a low, low road you gotta roll down
Low road
Before you find your way, my friend
And it's a high, high hill you gotta climb up
High hill
Before you get to the top again
[Bridge]
There was a time that I thought that I knew it all
And there was a place that I thought I could call my home
But it all came crashing down, and I looked around
And I knew that things would never be the same
And I knew, be a
[Chorus]
And it's a low, low road we gotta roll down
Low road
Before we find our way, my friend
And it's a high, high hill we gotta climb up
High hill
Before we get to the top again
[Outro]
Low, low, low
Low road
Yes, it's a low, low road we gotta roll down
Low road
It's a low, low road we gotta roll down
Low road
Said it's a low, low road we gotta roll down
Low road
It's a low, low road we gotta roll down
Low road
Yes, it's a low, low road we gotta roll down
Low road
It's a low, low road
Low road
It's a low, low road
Low road
Low road
Written by: Grace Potter, Mark Batson
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