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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Don Henley
Don Henley
Vocals
Mick Jagger
Mick Jagger
Vocals
Miranda Lambert
Miranda Lambert
Vocals
Aaron Kelley
Aaron Kelley
Electric Guitar
Alex Hahn
Alex Hahn
Drums
David Piltch
David Piltch
Bass
Milo Deering
Milo Deering
Pedal Steel Guitar
Richard Bowden
Richard Bowden
Electric Guitar
Steuart Smith
Steuart Smith
Acoustic Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tift Merritt
Tift Merritt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Don Henley
Don Henley
Producer
Adam Taylor
Adam Taylor
Assistant Recording Engineer
Christopher Wilkinson
Christopher Wilkinson
Assistant Recording Engineer
David Mikeal
David Mikeal
Assistant Recording Engineer
Matt Coles
Matt Coles
Assistant Recording Engineer
Matthew Allen
Matthew Allen
Assistant Recording Engineer
Mike Stankiewicz
Mike Stankiewicz
Assistant Recording Engineer
Nathan Yarborough
Nathan Yarborough
Assistant Recording Engineer
Nick Kallstom
Nick Kallstom
Assistant Recording Engineer
Sean Badum
Sean Badum
Assistant Recording Engineer
Seth Morton
Seth Morton
Assistant Recording Engineer
Seth Myers
Seth Myers
Assistant Recording Engineer
Tom Freitag
Tom Freitag
Assistant Recording Engineer
Billy Chapin
Billy Chapin
Engineer
Richard Davis
Richard Davis
Engineer
Tim Kimsey
Tim Kimsey
Engineer
Stan Lynch
Stan Lynch
Producer
Chris Bell
Chris Bell
Recording Engineer
Gordon Hammond
Gordon Hammond
Recording Engineer
Hank Linderman
Hank Linderman
Recording Engineer
Jeff Balding
Jeff Balding
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

The ungrateful few who tangle inside
Don't care where they're born
They're growing up wild
The rain makes her thirsty and fightin' to go
Her mind turns determined
Dark as a storm
So her love has grown as sharp as a bramble rose
Like a real good woman nobody knows
I get so ashamed for makin' you blue
I come back to this porch
To make it all up to you
The rain's got me thirsty, fallin' wasteful and slow
I'm restless enough
I'm so scared to go
So her love has turned as hard as a bramble rose
Just a real good woman nobody knows
Do you think she'll be happy out on the wind?
Do you think she'll get halfway
'Fore it's raining again?
Will she find that she's true when it's hardest to be
Or will the notions she follows
Have all turned on me?
Once her love has blown as far as a bramble rose
Just a real good woman nobody knows
Written by: Tift Merritt
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