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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Amanda Shires
Amanda Shires
Fiddle
Chad Gamble
Chad Gamble
Drums
Derry DeBorja
Derry DeBorja
Keyboards
Jason Isbell
Jason Isbell
Guitar
Jimbo Hart
Jimbo Hart
Bass Guitar
Sadler Vaden
Sadler Vaden
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jason Isbell
Jason Isbell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave Cobb
Dave Cobb
Producer
Pete Lyman
Pete Lyman
Mastering Engineer
Gena Johnson
Gena Johnson
Assistant Engineer
Matt Ross-Spang
Matt Ross-Spang
Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Haven't been wasted in a long time
But tonight it feels just fine
Riding home with the windows up
Alone with a plastic cup of real good wine
[Verse 2]
When I get out of this hole I'm going to Tupelo
There's a girl out there that'll treat me fair
You get about a week of spring, and the summer is blistering
There ain't no one from here that'll follow me there
No, there ain't no one from here that'll follow me there
[Verse 3]
She said there's nothing left to talk about
At my age I should've figured out
Which drawer to put the good knives in
The wars between the weekends tore our playhouse down
[Verse 4]
Kept her close, but way too close to me
She never lived up to my memory
Driving fast with the windows down
A past I don't belong to now, a mystery
[Verse 5]
When I get out of this hole I'm going to Tupelo
There's a girl out there that'll treat me fair
You get about a week of spring, and the summer is blistering
So, there ain't no one from here that'll follow me there
No, there ain't no one from here that'll follow me there
[Verse 6]
When I get out of this hole I'm going to Tupelo
There's a girl out there that'll treat me fair
You get about a week of spring, and the summer is blistering
There ain't no one from here that'll follow me there
Well, there ain't no one from here that'll follow me there
Written by: Jason Isbell
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