Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sugarland
Performer
Jennifer Nettles
Vocals
Kristen Hall
Background Vocals
Kristian Bush
Background Vocals
Tom Bukovac
Electric Guitar
Glenn Worf
Bass Guitar
Greg Morrow
Tambourine
Brandon Bush
Organ
Dan Dugmore
Steel Guitar
Chad Cromwell
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jennifer Nettles
Composer
Simone Simonton
Composer
Kristen Hall
Songwriter
Kristian Bush
Songwriter
Troy Bieser
Songwriter
Robert Bret Hartley
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
G. Fundis
Producer
matt andrews
Recording Engineer
Chad Carlson
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jay Fenstermaker
Assistant Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
They say this town
The stars stay up all night
Well I, don't know, can't see 'em
For the glow of the neon lights
And it's a long way from here
To the place where the home fires burn
Well, it's two thousand miles and one left turn
[Chorus]
Dear Mom and Dad, please send money
I'm so broke that it ain't funny
Well, I don't need much, just enough to get me through
Please don't worry 'cause I'm alright
See, I'm playing here at the bar tonight
Well, this time I'm gonna make our dreams come true
Well, I love you more than anything in the world
Love, your baby girl
[Verse 2]
Black top, blue sky
Big town full of little white lies
Well, everybody's your friend, you can never be sure
They'll promise fancy cars and diamond rings
And all sorts of shiny things
But, girl, you'll remember what your knees are for
[Chorus]
Dear Mom and Dad, please send money
I'm so broke that it ain't funny
Well, I don't need much, just enough to get me through
Please don't worry 'cause I'm alright
See, I'm playing here at the bar tonight
Well, this time I'm gonna make our dreams come true
Well, I love you more than anything in the world
Love, your baby girl
[Verse 3]
I know that I'm on my way
Well, I can tell every time I play
And I know it's worth all the dues I pay
When I can write to you and say
[Chorus]
Dear Mom and Dad, I'll send money
I'm so rich that it ain't funny
Well, it ought to be more than enough to get you through
Please don't worry 'cause I'm alright
See, I'm staying here at the Ritz tonight
What do ya know we made our dreams come true
And there are fancy cars and diamond rings
But you know that they don't mean a thing
Well, they all add up to nothing compared to you
Well, remember me in ribbons and curls
I still love you more than anything in the world
Love, your baby girl, ooh, ahh, yeah
[Outro]
Your baby girl (Dear Mom and Dad, please send money, I'm so broke that it ain't funny)
Don't need much just enough to get me through
Your baby girl (Please don't worry 'cause I'm alright, playing here at the bar tonight)
Do, do, do
Dreams come true
Written by: Jennifer Nettles, Kristen Hall, Kristian Bush, Robert Bret Hartley, Simone Simonton, Troy Bieser