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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cole Swindell
Cole Swindell
Lead Vocals
Casey Beathard
Casey Beathard
Background Vocals
Michael Carter
Michael Carter
Acoustic Guitar
John Palmieri
John Palmieri
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cole Swindell
Cole Swindell
Songwriter
Casey Beathard
Casey Beathard
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Carter
Michael Carter
Producer
Mike Stankiewicz
Mike Stankiewicz
Assistant Engineer
John Palmieri
John Palmieri
Editing Engineer
Mills Logan
Mills Logan
Recording Engineer
Adam Ayan
Adam Ayan
Mastering Engineer
Patrick Thrasher
Patrick Thrasher
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
The dam broke in her blue eyes
When that goodbye slipped off of my tongue
I said, girl, you gonna be fine in no time
You'll be moving on
I didn't think it'd be this fast
But looking through the plate glass of this bar
[Verse 2]
She's up on stage singing with a frat band
Shoes in her left, beer in her right hand
Got me shaking my head, good God, man
I must've been blind
She got her friends and her Freebird face on
The boys buzzing, got 'em getting their chase on
No signs of her putting them brakes on
And no doubt in my mind, that she's just getting rockin'
And I'm getting forgotten, tonight
[Verse 3]
Yeah, I was wanting these new wings so I could do things
Anything that I want
Thought I was gonna fly high
Turns out I couldn't be more wrong
I think I got a broken pair 'cause I should be up there where she is
[Verse 4]
Yeah, way, up on stage, singin' with a frat band
Shoes in her left, beer in her right hand
Got me shaking my head, good God, man
I must've been blind
She got her friends and her Freebird face on
The boys buzzing, got 'em getting their chase on
No signs of her putting them brakes on
And no doubt in my mind that she's just getting rockin'
And I'm getting forgotten, tonight
[Verse 5]
This ain't what I had in my mind
This heart full of regret
Forever left behind
With this picture in my head
[Verse 6]
Of her up on stage singing with a frat band
Shoes in her left, beer in her right hand
Got me wishing that I was that mic stand
Man, I was so blind
She got her friends and her Freebird face on
The boys buzzing got 'em getting their chase on
And no signs of her putting them brakes on
And no doubt in my mind that she's just getting rockin'
And I'm getting forgotten, tonight
That's right
She's up there rockin'
And I'm getting forgotten, tonight
Written by: Casey Beathard, Cole Swindell
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