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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kenny Chesney
Vocals
Michael Hardy
Background Vocals
Danny Rader
Acoustic Guitar
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass
Nick Buda
Drums
Kenny Greenberg
Electric Guitar
David Lyndon Huff
Programming
David Dorn
Synthesizer
HARDY
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hunter Phelps
Songwriter
Michael Hardy
Songwriter
Zach Abend
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kenny Chesney
Producer
Joey Salit
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Taylor Chadwick
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Brandon Towles
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer
Reid Shippen
Mixing Engineer
Buddy Cannon
Producer
Tony Castle
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Downtown looks like it's New Year's Eve
You find some bar you can halfway breathe
TouchTunes some old deep-cut Cheap Trick
Got your girl singing every word of it
So you bring a couple shots of chilled Patron
To the prettiest thing that you ever hit on
And somehow she ain't got a boyfriend
So you make her laugh all night and then
[Chorus]
Take her home, fall in love
Thank the good Lord up above
That He sent one down into your arms
And put a chain around your raised-hell heart
You try to play it cool walking through the door
But you're smiling like a fool 'cause you can't wait for
Them down-the-road memories you're bound to make
And you will one day take her home
[Verse 2]
Got a stuffed truck sitting in the driveway
In the back, there's a black and a pink suitcase
She can't stop saying she's freaking out
You say, "Baby, you ain't got nothing to worry about"
Then you hold her hand, kiss her one time
And throw it in drive
[Chorus]
And take her home, then fall in love
Thank the good Lord up above
That He sent one down into your arms
And put a chain around your raised-hell heart
You try to play it cool walking through the door
But you're smiling like a fool 'cause you can't wait for
Them down-the-road memories you're bound to make
And you will one day take her home
Take her home
[Bridge]
Sometimes God draws life like a dream
Paints you a seven-pound, five-ounce scene
In a car seat creeping down the interstate
Two young lovers that are scared to death
But still can't wait
[Chorus]
To take her home, fall in love
Thank the good Lord up above
That He sent one down into your arms
And put a chain around your raised-hell heart
You try to play it cool walking through the door
But you're smiling like a fool 'cause you can't wait for
Them down-the-road memories you're bound to make
And you will one day take her home (Take her home, take her home, take her home)
[Outro]
Take her home (Take her home, take her home, take her home)
Written by: HARDY, Hunter Phelps, Zach Abend