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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Josh Thompson
Josh Thompson
Performer
Richard Bennett
Richard Bennett
Acoustic Guitar
Glenn Worf
Glenn Worf
Bass Guitar
Shannon Forrest
Shannon Forrest
Drums
Jimmy Wallace
Jimmy Wallace
Hammond Organ
Rob McNelley
Rob McNelley
Electric Guitar
Wes Hightower
Wes Hightower
Background Vocals
Paul Franklin
Paul Franklin
Steel Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Clint Daniels
Clint Daniels
Composer
Brent Anderson
Brent Anderson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark Wright
Mark Wright
Producer
Cliff Audretch III
Cliff Audretch III
Producer
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer
Greg Droman
Greg Droman
Mixing Engineer
Leslie Richter
Leslie Richter
Assistant Recording Engineer
Charlie Brocco
Charlie Brocco
Engineer
Lowell Reynolds
Lowell Reynolds
Assistant Recording Engineer
Sarah Emily Parish
Sarah Emily Parish
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I hear you're out there now, and you're doin' all right
New lease on life in Hollywood
Ridin' around with the ragtop down
Bet the west coast sun looks good on you
Wasn't very long ago
We were sittin' on a lost, dirt road by the railroad tracks
If you ever think about that
Or wonder where I'm at, or wanna come back
[Verse 2]
I'm sittin' on a tailgate, middle of a star gaze
Wishin' you were in my arms
And chillin' right here, baby, if you want it
I got a cold beer with your name on it
Back forty on a Friday night
Me and you dancin' in the fire light
Girl, you gotta admit, it sounds pretty good, don't it?
I got a cold beer with your name on it
[Verse 3]
Pop the tab, kick back like we used to do
Sippin' all night long to your favorite tunes
If you ever get tired of the concrete life
Those honkin' horns, them flashin' lights
Got a jar of 'shine if you need it
Under the seat, you know where I keep it
Hey, girl, turn off your cellphone
Put your blue jeans, on and get back home
[Verse 4]
I'm sittin' on a tailgate, middle of a star gaze
Wishin' you were in my arms
And chillin' right here, baby, if you want it
I got a cold beer with your name on it
Back forty on a Friday night
Me and you dancin' in the fire light
Girl, you gotta admit, it sounds pretty good, don't it?
I got a cold beer with your name on it
[Verse 5]
Cooler loaded down
Picture-perfect view
All that's missin' now
Is you
[Verse 6]
I'm sittin' on a tailgate, middle of a star gaze
Wishin' you were in my arms
And chillin' right here, baby, if you want it
I got a cold beer with your name on it
Back forty on a Friday night
Me and you dancin' in the fire light
Girl, you gotta admit, it sounds pretty good, don't it?
I got a cold beer with your name on it
[Verse 7]
I got a cold beer with your name on it
Girl, you gotta admit, it sounds pretty good, don't it?
I got a cold beer with your name on it
Written by: Benjamin Anderson, Brent Anderson, Clint Daniels
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