Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brantley Gilbert
Vocals
Charlie Judge
Keyboards
Dann Huff
Electric Guitar
Eric Darken
Percussion
J Bonilla
Programming
Paul Franklin
Steel Guitar
Wes Hightower
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brantley Gilbert
Songwriter
Mike Dekle
Songwriter
Brian Davis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dann Huff
Producer
Adam Ayan
Mastering Engineer
Brantley Gilbert
Additional Producer
Justin Niebank
Mixing Engineer
Scott Borchetta
Executive Producer
Steve Marcantonio
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Preacher said he died too young
Over there, totin' that gun
For Uncle Sam and our freedom
Mama 'nd daddy dressed in black
They folded up that flag
Handed it to dad and started prayin'
Yeah, he went out, 21 guns blazin'
That's one hell of an amen
That's the only way to go
Fighting the good fight
'Til the good Lord calls you home
So, be well, my friend
'Til I see you again
Yeah, this is our last goodbye
It's a hell of an amen
Amen
Doctor said he ain't got long
He just smiled 'nd said, "Bring it on!"
Well, if you think I'm scared
You got me all wrong
Nah, a little cancer can't break me
My heart's right and I believe
We all hit our knees
And started prayin'
Lord, he never gave up
Said the good Lord's waitin'
That's one hell of an amen
That's the only way to go
Fightin' the good fight
'Til the good Lord calls you home
So, be well, my friend
'Til I see you again
If this is our last goodbye
It's a hell of an amen
So, be well, my friend
'Til I see you again
This is our last goodbye
It's a hell of an amen
Amen
That's a hell of an amen
Writer(s): Thomas Michael Dekle, Brantley Keith Gilbert, Brian Davis
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