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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Margo Price
Margo Price
Vocals
Jamie Davis
Jamie Davis
Electric Guitar
Alex Muñoz
Alex Muñoz
Electric Guitar
Micah Hulscher
Micah Hulscher
Piano
Kevin Black
Kevin Black
Bass Guitar
Dillon Napier
Dillon Napier
Drums
Jeremy Ivey
Jeremy Ivey
Acoustic Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Margo Price
Margo Price
Composer
Jeremy Ivey
Jeremy Ivey
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Margo Price
Margo Price
Co-Producer
Jonathan Wilson
Jonathan Wilson
Producer
Grant Milliken
Grant Milliken
Recording Engineer
Anita Agoyan-Miu
Anita Agoyan-Miu
Assistant Engineer
Adam Ayan
Adam Ayan
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I got nothin' to prove, I've got nothin' to sell
I'm not buyin' what you've got, I ain't ringin' no bells
I got a myth in my pocket, got a bullet in my teeth
I'm goin' straight in the fire, I'm gonna talk to the high priest
Used to be a lover, queen, and a drifter
A cowboy devil, a bride and a boxer
A pilgrim and a thief, but it was me underneath
I just know who I'm not, and man, that's alright with me
Alright, alright
Can't tell me nothin', babe, and that's a fact
I have been to the mountain and back
Alright
Well, I wish I was God, but I'm glad that I'm not
'Cause I think too much, got my head in a knot
The world's on fire, better save your brother
I've been a child and I've been a mother
I've been a victim and I've been a tumor
Used to be a waitress but now I'm a consumer
I've been on food stamps, I've been out of my mind
I rolled in dirty dollars, stood in the welfare line
I've been a number, I've been under attack
I have been to the mountain and back
Alright, alright
I've been a dancer, a saint, an assassin
I've been a nobody, a truck driver shaman
So many seasons that I've been adrift
Sometimes I wonder if I even exist
Do you ever walk down the street and do you think to yourself
"Am I bein' watched, man? Am I on the list?"
Well, I've been called every name in the book, honey
Go on, take your best shot
Take your best shot, take your best shot
And I got my back turned, honey, aim at my heart
Go on, take your best shot now
I am the hunter and I am the hunted
I am a baby unwanted
I'm an alchemist teacher, I'm a sinner, I'm a preacher
And I know that there's out more here than this
As I stare in the void of the black magic vacuum
I know the scent of death like a perfume
No, this ain't the end, this ain't the end
This ain't the end, this ain't the end
Oh, take off your tired eyes
Undress your holy thighs 'cause
I have been to the mountain
I have been to the mountain
I have been to the mountain
I have been to the mountain and back
Alright, alright
Can't tell me nothin', babe, and that's a fact
I have been to the mountain and back
Alright
Alright
Alright
Written by: Jeremy Ivey, Margo Price
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