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PERFORMING ARTISTS
James Taylor
James Taylor
Vocals
Ben Simonetti
Ben Simonetti
Percussion
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
Clay Cook
Clay Cook
Hammond Organ
John Driskell Hopkins
John Driskell Hopkins
Vocals
Matt Mangano
Matt Mangano
Bass
Henry Taylor
Henry Taylor
Background Vocals
Austin Hoke
Austin Hoke
Cello
Evan Hutchings
Evan Hutchings
Drums
Jimmy De Martini
Jimmy De Martini
Vocals
Paul Franklin
Paul Franklin
Pedal Steel Guitar
Daniel De Los Reyes
Daniel De Los Reyes
Percussion
Coy Bowles
Coy Bowles
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ben Simonetti
Ben Simonetti
Songwriter
Luke Dick
Luke Dick
Songwriter
Zac Brown
Zac Brown
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zac Brown Band
Zac Brown Band
Producer
Ben Simonetti
Ben Simonetti
Producer
Clay Cook
Clay Cook
Additional Engineer
John Driskell Hopkins
John Driskell Hopkins
Additional Engineer
Matt Mangano
Matt Mangano
Additional Engineer
Dave O'Donnell
Dave O'Donnell
Engineer
Ryan Gore
Ryan Gore
Mixing Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

It might cost you a little cash A little time, a tank of gas Drive right past your hometown Find that house you first fell in love in It might take you a couple weeks To save for a trip down to the Keys With all your friends from way back when That's a tab I don't mind payin' Some might say that money makes the world go 'round But they ain't here with you and me right now Underneath this burnin' skyline Waiting for the day to turn to stars All the gold in California ain't close to what I got in my arms Lord knows land, luck, and pickup trucks And diamonds don't come cheap Thank God, love and sunsets are free Just like an old tree I carved our names in this guitar That we picked up at a pawnshop On a snowy day in Denver We slept out in a million stars What you got ain't who you are It's things like these that pay the most That's all you got to give her I don't believe that money makes the world go 'round 'Cause you can't buy the way I feel right now Underneath this burnin' skyline Waiting for the day to turn to stars All the gold in Dahlonega ain't what I got in my arms Lord knows land, luck, and pickup trucks And diamonds don't come cheap Thank God, love and sunsets are free There's a freedom in your eyes right now That makes up for everything I've lost Like every hero's price, they paid To be safe right here, don't worry Like the colors of Old Glory, we won't fade Underneath this burnin' skyline Waiting for the day to turn to stars All the gold in Dahlonega ain't what I got in my arms Lord knows land, luck, and pickup trucks And diamonds don't come cheap Thank God for faith and family Thank God what they mean to me Thank God, love and sunsets are free
Writer(s): Luke Dick, Benjamin Simonetti, Zac Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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