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PERFORMING ARTISTS
A Thousand Horses
A Thousand Horses
Performer
Dave Cobb
Dave Cobb
Acoustic Guitar
Graham DeLoach
Graham DeLoach
Bass
Michael Hobby
Michael Hobby
Vocals
Zach Brown
Zach Brown
Background Vocals
Bill Satcher
Bill Satcher
Electric Guitar
Robby Turner
Robby Turner
Steel Guitar
Michael Webb
Michael Webb
Keyboards
Brian Purwin
Brian Purwin
Mellotron
Chris Powell
Chris Powell
Drums
Kristen Rogers
Kristen Rogers
Background Vocals
Whitney Coleman
Whitney Coleman
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Hobby
Michael Hobby
Composer
Jon Nite
Jon Nite
Composer
Ross Copperman
Ross Copperman
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave Cobb
Dave Cobb
Producer
Vance Powell
Vance Powell
Recording Engineer
Ben Simonetti
Ben Simonetti
Assistant Recording Engineer
John Netti
John Netti
Recording Engineer
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Mixing Engineer
Drew Bollman
Drew Bollman
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Drew Long
Drew Long
Editing Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer
Mike Griffith
Mike Griffith
Studio Personnel
LeAnn Bennett
LeAnn Bennett
Studio Personnel

Lyrics

She comes rolling right off the tip of my tongue so easy
She'll be the first damn thing I want when I start drinking
I'm breathing her in, breathing her out
Once I pick her up I can't put her down
She's smoke
I pull her in nice and slow
She's a habit and I can't let go
Blowing rings around my heart
The one she stole
Watching her sway and go
It's killing me and I know
Can't stop her once you start
She's smoke
She'll go floating around like a downtown ballroom gypsy
She goes great with ice cold beer or a shot of whiskey
Put one in my hand, her on my lips
Man, that's as good as it gets
She's smoke
I pull her in nice and slow
She's a habit and I can't let go
Blowing rings around my heart
The one she stole
Watching her sway and go
It's killing me and I know
Can't stop her once you start
She's smoke
When the night burns out
And we all go home
Smell of sweet perfume
All over your clothes
Like smoke
(Oh-oh)
Like smoke
(Oh-oh)
She's smoke
I pull her in nice and slow
She's a habit and I can't let go
Blowing rings around my heart
The one she stole
Watching her sway and go
It's killing me and I know
Can't stop her once you start
She's smoke
She's smoke
When the night burns out
And we all go home
Smell of sweet perfume
All over your clothes
She's smoke
(Oh-oh)
She's smoke
(Oh-oh)
Written by: Jon Nite, Michael Hobby, Ross Copperman
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