Featured In

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Electric Guitar
Mark Wystrach
Mark Wystrach
Lead Vocals
Jess Carson
Jess Carson
Background Vocals
Laur Joamets
Laur Joamets
Electric Guitar
Rob McNelley
Rob McNelley
Electric Guitar
Paul Franklin
Paul Franklin
Steel Guitar
Cameron Duddy
Cameron Duddy
Background Vocals
Charlie Judge
Charlie Judge
Wurlitzer Piano
Greg Morrow
Greg Morrow
Drums
Robbie Crowell
Robbie Crowell
Percussion
David Huff
David Huff
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shane McAnally
Shane McAnally
Songwriter
Josh Osborne
Josh Osborne
Songwriter
Mark Wystrach
Mark Wystrach
Songwriter
Jess Carson
Jess Carson
Songwriter
Cameron Duddy
Cameron Duddy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Producer
Shane McAnally
Shane McAnally
Producer
Josh Osborne
Josh Osborne
Producer
Steve Marcantonio
Steve Marcantonio
Recording Engineer
Jordan Reed
Jordan Reed
Assistant Recording Engineer
Joseph Holguin
Joseph Holguin
Assistant Recording Engineer
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Mixing Engineer
Chris Small
Chris Small
Editing Engineer
Adam Ayan
Adam Ayan
Mastering Engineer
Mike Griffith
Mike Griffith
Studio Personnel
David Huff
David Huff
Editing Engineer
Seth Morton
Seth Morton
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
She said, I guess there ain't no right way
For you to say goodbye again
You been lookin' at the highway
Where your heart has always been
I could curse you from here to Tucson
There ain't nothin' left to say, boy
She said, "I thought that I could change you"
Nah, but you were born a playboy
[Verse 2]
So get on the stage and play boys
Let's kick out the lights tonight and get high and make noise
We might drink a little too much whiskey
We might have a little too much fun
She's already gone away boys
If we don't go home, what difference does it make, boys?
This old world would be a dull place, boys
If it was all work and no play boys
[Verse 3]
A hundred miles outside of Houston
Third name on the marquee sign
But out here, you get used to losing
Your friends, your lovers and your mind
[Verse 4]
So get on the stage and play boys
Let's kick out the lights tonight and get high and make noise
Yeah, let's drink a little too much whiskey
Yeah, let's have a little too much fun
She's already gone away boys
If we don't go home, what difference does it make, boys?
This old world would be a dull place, boys
If it was all work and no play boys
[Verse 5]
Playboy
[Verse 6]
Set 'em up and knock 'em down
Wake up in another town
We don't know no other way
We ain't good at love
We ain't good at much, we just know how to play, hey, hey
[Verse 7]
I'm just a playboy
You can't blame me for the way that I was made, boy
Yeah, I might drink a little too much whiskey
And I might have a little too much fun
She's already gone away, boys
If we don't go home, what difference does it make, boys?
This old world would be a dull place, boys
If it was all work and no play boys
Written by: Cameron Duddy, Jess Carson, Josh Osborne, Mark Wystrach, Shane McAnally
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out