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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Luke Combs
Vocals
Eric Church
Vocals
Aubrey Haynie
Fiddle
Ben Jordan
Bass
Buddy Leach
Saxophone
Carl Miner
Acoustic Guitar
Dave Cohen
Piano
Doug Frasure
Drums
Gary Morse
Pedal Steel Guitar
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
Jerry Roe
Drums
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass
Jon Conley
Electric Guitar
Scott Moffatt
Electric Guitar
Sol Littlefiled
Electric Guitar
Tim Marks
Bass
Wil Houchens
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Luke Combs
Songwriter
Ray Fulcher
Songwriter
Tyler Reeve
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Scott Moffatt
Producer
Alex Gilson
Engineer
Andrew Darby
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer
Bobbi Giel
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Jim Cooley
Mixing Engineer
Luke Armentrout
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Megan Peterson
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Taylor Chadwick
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
I was a third-string dreamer on a second-place team
But I was hell on wheels with a full head of steam
When coach put me in
And I'm still proud of that hit
I was a last resort to go to prom with the queen
Thanks to an ex-boyfriend who broke her heart that week
No, I didn't get lucky, but I still felt like a king
And that might not mean much to you, but it does to me
So say I'm a middle of the road, not much to show
Underachievin', average Joe
But I'm a hell of a lover, a damn good brother
And I wear this heart on my sleeve
And that might not mean much to you, but it does to me
I was the one phone call when my brother went to jail
Pawned my guitar just to pay his bail
No, I'll never get it back
But I'm okay with that
I was the first man standin' next to my best friend
Day the love of his life said, "I do" to him
I was a couple beers deep, but I still remembered that speech
And that might not mean much to you, but it does to me
So say I'm a middle of the road, not much to show
Underachievin', average Joe
But I'm a hell of a lover, a damn good brother
And I wear this heart on my sleeve
And that might not mean much to you, but it does to me
There's a worn-out blade that my granddaddy gave me
My mama's first Bible, Daddy's Don Williams vinyl
That first-fish-catchin' Zebco 33
Well, that might not mean much to you, but it does to me
So say I'm a middle of the road, not much to show
Underachievin', average Joe (average Joe)
But I'm a hell of a lover, a damn good brother
And I wear this heart on my sleeve
And I'm a damn hard workin', one thing's for certain
I stand up for what I believe (for what I believe)
That might not mean much to you, but it does to me (yeah, it does to me)
And that might not mean much to you, but it does to me
Oh, it does to me
Oh man, it does to me
Writer(s): Ray Fulcher, Luke Combs, Tyler Reeve
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