Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Beat Farmers
Performer
Paul Kamanski
Background Vocals
Rolle Dexter
Electric Bass Guitar
Country Dick Montana
Performer
Jerry Raney
Lead Vocals
Country Dick
Accordion
Jerry Harris
Background Vocals
Buddy Blue
Harp
Rolle Love
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paul Kamanski
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark Linett
Producer
Steve Berlin
Producer
Lyrics
Sometimes I wanna fall asleep and die off in a dream
The music takes me back to my old
Past when I was young and feelin' mean
And as I stare into the spotlight it's like drivin' my car
We had the girls and a will and a bill on a stolen credit card
Sayin' someday we'll be stars, Joe
Now, I feel the pain of growin' old I hear the voices in the rain
I see a vision of doubt that keeps rollin' through my baby's eyes
When she calls out my name each time that she complains
Seems like we rolled bigger stones back then
Seems like we rolled bigger stones
Seems like we rolled bigger stones back then
Seems like we rolled bigger stones
Now, I feel the pain of growin' old I hear voices in the rain
I see a vision of doubt that keeps rollin' through my baby's eyes
When she calls out my name each time that she complains
Seems like we rolled bigger stones back then
Seems like we rolled bigger stones
Seems like we rolled bigger stones back then
Seems like we rolled bigger stones
Seems like we rolled bigger stones back then
Seems like we rolled bigger stones
Written by: Paul Kamanski