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INTERPRÉTATION
Tyler Braden
Chant
Todd Lombardo
Guitare acoustique
John Palmieri
Chœurs
Eli Beaird
Basse
Miles McPherson
Batterie
Justin Ostrander
Guitare électrique
Dave Cohen
Synthétiseur
Sol Philcox-Littlefield
Guitare électrique
Adam Shoenfeld
Guitare électrique
Danny Rader
Guitare acoustique
Natalie Brady
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Tyler Braden
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Drew Bollman
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
John Palmieri
Ingénierie de montage
Joe LaPorta
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Justin Niebank
Ingénierie de mixage
Randy Montana
Production
Alena Moran
Assistance de production
Joel McKenney
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Paroles
There's an old train track, goes back by the old mill
With a most slip away every day to the whiskey still
And they sell shine by the bottle for a fire every Saturday
Behind Old Red's Tavern but you didn't hear that from me
'Cause we all act like we don't know
Where daddy got his money for a fishing pole
A Zebco don't come cheap in this day and time
And we all turn the other way
'Cause we've got bills that we can't pay
It's a small town and we know how it goes
It's just another secret
That everybody knows
Old man Rainey spends his days at the local store
He pays for little but sometimes leaves with more
But he's always got a story 'bout his boy shipped overseas
And he hasn't been the same since, so we let him be
And we all act like we don't know
That he ain't got nowhere to go
'Cause he's too proud to beg for a handout
And we all turn the other way
'Cause there ain't that much left to say
It's a small town and we know how it goes
It's just another secret
That everybody knows
Well, this simple life ain't as easy as it sounds
'Cause we've all got things that we don't talk about
Jenny had a baby last spring, now she's all alone
'Cause old man Rainey's boy, he ain't coming home
Now she drinks from a bottle she got behind Old Red's
'Cause she can't get the sight of him leaving out of her head
And we all act like we don't know
When she comes into Sunday school
With a smile and baby boy in her arms
And we all turn the other way
Say "bless their hearts" and we just pray
It's a small town and we know how it goes
It's just another secret
That everybody knows
It's just another secret
That everybody knows
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Writer(s): Tyler Braden
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