Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Luke Combs
Vocals
Scott Moffatt
Electric Guitar
Gary Morse
Pedal Steel Guitar
Jerry Roe
Drums
Jon Conley
Electric Guitar
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
Tim Marks
Bass
Dave Cohen
Piano
Aubrey Haynie
Fiddle
Ben Jordan
Bass
Buddy Leach
Saxophone
Carl Miner
Acoustic Guitar
Doug Frasure
Drums
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass
Sol Littlefiled
Electric Guitar
Wil Houchens
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Luke Combs
Songwriter
Drew Parker
Songwriter
Robert Williford
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Scott Moffatt
Producer
Alex Gilson
Engineer
Andrew Darby
Mastering Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer
Bobbi Giel
Mastering Engineer
Jim Cooley
Mixing Engineer
Luke Armentrout
Mastering Engineer
Megan Peterson
Mastering Engineer
Taylor Chadwick
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
I'm on this red-eye, rolling down a runway
Window seat, non-stop one-way
2 p.m., Gate B10
It can't come soon enough
I've got a mid-flight magazine and a mixed drink
I wish time would fly right with me
Damn the days that baggage claims in another taxi town
But they always bring me back to you
I've seen California and the fields of Oklahoma
From 30,000 feet, can't beat the view
Cross the Mississippi, watch the mountains over Tennessee
Become a Carolina sky that was so blue
Still ain't seen nothing like, nothing like you
I've spent every mile missing you, baby
It's enough to drive me crazy
I love you's from hotel rooms
They sure do make it tough
But they always bring me back to you
I've seen California and the fields of Oklahoma
From 30,000 feet, can't beat the view
Crossed the Mississippi, watched the mountains over Tennessee
Become a Carolina sky that was so blue
Still ain't seen nothing like, nothing like you
And all these nothing towns
You and this whole world around
You're the only place I want to get back to
'Cause I've seen California and the fields of Oklahoma
From 30,000 feet, can't beat the view
And crossed the Mississippi, watched the mountains over Tennessee
Become a Carolina sky that was so blue
And still ain't seen nothing like
And still ain't seen nothing like
Still ain't seen nothing like
Nothing like you
Nothing like you
Writer(s): Robert Williford, Luke Combs, Drew Parker
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