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Ships That Don’t Come In

Joe Diffie, HIXTAPE, Toby Keith & Luke Combs

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Joe Diffie

Vocals

Toby Keith

Vocals

Luke Combs

Vocals

Lonnie Wilson

Drums

Brent Mason

Electric Guitar

Jim "Moose" Brown

Jim "Moose" Brown

Keyboards

Larry Paxton

Bass

Paul Franklin

Pedal Steel Guitar

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Paul Nelson

Songwriter

Dave Gibson

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Joe Diffie

Producer

Eivind Nordland

Eivind Nordland

Editing Engineer

Joey Moi

Producer

Josh Ditty

Editing Engineer

Lonnie Wilson

Producer

Ryan Yount

Editing Engineer

Scott Cooke

Editing Engineer

Ally Gecewicz

Studio Personnel

Scott Johnson

Studio Personnel

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

I could tell he'd had a tough life

By the way he sat and stared

And me, I'd come to push and shove

So I pulled up a chair

[Verse 2]

We talked of roads untraveled

We talked of love untrue

Of strings that come unraveled

We were kings and kindred fools

[PreChorus]

And just when I'd hit bottom

That old man raised his glass

Said, "At least we've had our chances

There's those who never have"

[Chorus]

So here's to all the soldiers

Who have ever died in vain

The insane locked up in themselves

And the homeless down on Main

[Chorus]

To those who stand on empty shores

And spit against the wind

And those who wait forever

For ships that don't come in

[Verse 3]

He said, "It's only life's illusions

That bring us to this bar

To pick up these old crutches

And compare each other's scars

[Verse 4]

'Cause the things we're calling heartaches

Hell, they're hardly worth our time

We bitch about a dollar

When there's those without a dime"

[PreChorus]

As he ordered one last round, he said

"I guess we can't complain

'Cause God made life a gamble

And we're still in the game"

[Chorus]

So here's to all the soldiers

Who have ever died in vain

The insane locked up in themselves

The homeless down on Main

[Chorus]

To those who stand on empty shores

And spit against the wind

And those who wait forever

For ships that don't come in

[Outro]

And those who wait forever

For ships that don't come in

Written by: Dave Gibson, Paul Nelson