Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Colt Ford
Performer
Noah Gordon
Background Vocals
Carl Miner
Acoustic Guitar
Cole Phillips
Electric Guitar
Dan Dugmore
Steel Guitar
Eric Varnell
Programming
Jim "Moose" Brown
Piano
Jimmy Carter
Bass
Justin David
Fiddle
Spencer "Spanky" Bassett
Electric Guitar
Tim Haines
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Corey Crowder
Composer
Brandon Kinney
Composer
James McNair
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Colt Ford
Producer
Noah Gordon
Producer
Shannon Houchins
Producer
Billy Decker
Mixing Engineer
Mark Niemiec
Editing Engineer
Michael Zuehsow
Engineer
Lyrics
Little smokey, little bandit
Little getting out of handed
If you're going where we're going get going or get out of our way
Mixing Crowes hard to handle, burning Willie, Rockin' Randall
If we're gonna do it then we ain't
gonna do it halfway cause we don't play...
If you need a little turn it up Friday night
A crowd with their hands and their cans up high
Wanna raise one with the raise hell kind
We the people
We the people with the needle in the red on cruise
Out setting fire to a neon moon
Wrecking them back roads, reppin' our roots
We the people
We front row, we back porch
We dirt stomp, we dance floor
We're the party and the party don't start 'til we roll up
That's when everybody shows up
If you need a little turn it up Friday night
A crowd with their hands and their cans up high
Wanna raise one with the raise hell kind
We the people
We the people with the needle in the red on cruise
Out setting fire to a neon moon
Wrecking them back roads, reppin' our roots
We the people
We the ones that preacher done warned you bout
We the ones that'll get ya kicked out
We the ones drink way too loud
We the people
We're the jokers, and tokers
In the land of the free
Got some hot ones, some cold ones
What more do you need
If you need a little turn it up Friday night
A crowd with their hands and their cans up high
Wanna raise one with the raise hell kind
We the people
We the people with the needle in the red on cruise
Out setting fire to a neon moon
Wrecking them back roads, reppin' our roots
We the people
If you need a little turn it up Friday night
A crowd with their hands and their cans up high
Wanna raise one with the raise hell kind
We the people
We the people with the needle in the red on cruise
Out setting fire to a neon moon
Wrecking them back roads, reppin' our roots
We the people
Writer(s): Corey Crowder, Brandon Kinney, James Mcnair
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