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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cole Swindell
Lead Vocals
Michael Carter
Programming
Billy Panda
Acoustic Guitar
Russell Terrell
Background Vocals
Mike Wolofsky
Bass Guitar
Greg Morrow
Drums
James Mitchell
Electric Guitar
Dave Cohen
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cole Swindell
Songwriter
Brandon Kinney
Songwriter
Michael Carter
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Carter
Producer
Kam Luchterhand
Assistant Engineer
Mike Stankiewicz
Assistant Engineer
Zack Pancoast
Assistant Engineer
John Palmieri
Editing Engineer
Mills Logan
Recording Engineer
Adam Ayan
Mastering Engineer
Patrick Thrasher
Mixing Engineer
Scott Johnson
Producer
Lyrics
I wish this whiskey
Would make her miss me
Like I wish she did, I wish she did
Pouring up another one
Won't change what I should've done
Before she left, now all that's left is
Mile by mile and city by city she's
Getting over me and man it ain't pretty, no
She's out there rolling down some old interstate
Wide open, wide open, couldn't make her stay
Probably cranking up some new freedom song
Wide open, wide open, won't pick up the phone
While I'm dying here tonight
Staring goodbye in the face
Saying I love you too late
Too late
I can't take back what
I never said but
If I could, man I would
Try and make her see
That me and Tennessee want her back
I wish it worked like that, yeah
If I had half a clue where she was heading now
I'd do what I had to do
To make her turn her car around
She's out there rolling down some old interstate
Wide open, wide open, couldn't make her stay
Probably cranking up some new freedom song
Wide open, wide open, won't pick up the phone
While I'm dying here tonight
Staring goodbye in the face
Saying I love you too late
Too late
Yeah, I shoulda held her close
I shoulda let her know
How I felt about her
'Bout a couple county lines ago
She's out there rolling down some old interstate
Wide open, wide open, I couldn't make her stay
Probably cranking up some new freedom song
Wide open, wide open, won't pick up the phone
While I'm dying here tonight
Staring goodbye in the face
Saying I love you too late
Too late, yeah
I love you too late
I can't take back what
I never said but
If I could, damn I would
Writer(s): Brandon Kinney, Cole Swindell, Michael Carter
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