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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Noah Kahan
Vocals
Gregory Alan Isakov
Vocals
Gabe Simon
Bass
Carrie Karpinen
Drums
John Mailander
Fiddle
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Noah Kahan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Noah Kahan
Producer
Gabe Simon
Producer
Matt Hall
Assistant Recording Engineer
Joe Trentacosti
Assistant Recording Engineer
Ryan Hewitt
Mixing Engineer
Konrad Snyder
Engineer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
County line, I'm countin' down
Mailboxes until my house
This place had a heartbeat in its day
Vail bought the mountains, and nothing was the same
Yeah, the boys are drunk, the sun is high
The license plates "Live Free or Die"
It just ain't that simple; it never was
We'll drink 'til New Year's, then they'll leave me to clean up
One day, I'm gonna cut it clear
Ride like Paul Revere
And, when they ask me who I am
I'll say, "I'm not from around here"
I'll leave before the road crew's out
Before those joggers, looking way too proud
We'll turn up the music and I'll forget
Until it ends that I'm not ready to let go yet
One day, I'm gonna cut it clear
Ride like Paul Revere
And when they ask me who I am
I'll just pretend I didn't hear
It's typical, I fear
Folks just disappear
And when they ask me who I am
I'll say, "I'm not from around here"
I'll say, "I'm not from around here"
But I'm in my car, and I see the yard
The patch of grass where we buried the dog
And the world makes sense behind the chain-link fence
If I could leave, I would've already left
But I'm in my car, and I see the yard
And the patch of grass where we buried the dog
And the world makes sense behind the chain-link fence
If I could leave, I would've already left
I would've already left
Writer(s): Noah Kahan
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