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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Biff Watson
Biff Watson
Acoustic Guitar
Bryan Sutton
Bryan Sutton
Acoustic Guitar
Chad Cromwell
Chad Cromwell
Drums
Dan Dougmore
Dan Dougmore
Steel Guitar
Kimberly Perry
Kimberly Perry
Lead Vocals
Michael Rhodes
Michael Rhodes
Bass
Neil Perry
Neil Perry
Background Vocals
Pat Buchanan
Pat Buchanan
Electric Guitar
Reid Perry
Reid Perry
Background Vocals
Stuart Duncan
Stuart Duncan
Fiddle
Tim Lauer
Tim Lauer
Accordion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kimberly Perry
Kimberly Perry
Songwriter
Reid Perry
Reid Perry
Songwriter
Neil Perry
Neil Perry
Songwriter
Brett Beavers
Brett Beavers
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Paul Worley
Paul Worley
Producer
Clarke Schleicher
Clarke Schleicher
Mixing Engineer
Erik Hellerman
Erik Hellerman
Engineer
Andrew Bazinet
Andrew Bazinet
Assistant Recording Engineer

Lyrics

He was sweet as cotton candy
At a county fair
Well, he's a cold drink of water
With butterscotch hair
He swore that he loved me
Well, I guess he probably did
'Cause when he rolled up his sleeve one day
I saw my name next to his
A new tattoo stingin' like a hornet
Two little hearts like a big red warning
I wasn't lookin' for a permanent thing
First comes the ink then comes the ring
Burn, burn, baby
I bet we could've made a bunch of sweet memories
You should have slowed down, mister
Moving like a twister's
Just a little fast for me
So now it's zero to 60
And if you ever miss me
I'm right there on your arm
Don't you cry
I'll leave you something behind
Skid marks and a double heart
Well, he's a tough bronc buster
I bet he sleeps in his boots
Well, he tried to throw a rope around me
Right out of the shoot, yeah
He swore that he loved me
Well, I reckon he probably did
'Cause when he rolled up his sleeve one day
I thought, here we go again
A new tattoo burning like a brand
Two little hearts on my rodeo man
I wasn't lookin' for a permanent thing
First comes the ink then comes the ring
Burn, burn, baby
I bet we could've made a bunch of sweet memories
You should have slowed down, mister
Moving like a twister's
Just a little fast for me
Well, now it's zero to 60
And if you ever miss me
I'm right there on your arm
Don't you cry
I'll leave you something behind
Skid marks and a double heart
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
I'm a free bird
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Hey, hey, hey
A new tattoo, whistling Dixie
Two little hearts ain't gonna get me
I'm not lookin' for a permanent thing
So don't you put ink 'til I take the ring
Burn, burn, baby
I bet we could've made a bunch of sweet memories
You should have slowed down, mister
Moving like a twister's
Just a little fast for me
Well, now it's zero to 60
And if you ever miss me
I'm right there on your arm
Don't you cry
I'll leave you something behind
Skid marks and a, skid marks and a
Skid marks and a double heart
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Well, I'm a free bird
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey
Written by: Brett Beavers, Kimberly Perry, Neil Perry, Reid Perry
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