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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Patrick McCann
Patrick McCann
Acoustic Guitar
JP Florio
JP Florio
Guitar
Jeremy Worthington
Jeremy Worthington
Drums
Eric Cooper
Eric Cooper
Electric Bass Guitar
Will Franke
Will Franke
Fiddle
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew McCann
Matthew McCann
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eric Bogacz
Eric Bogacz
Mixing Engineer
Alex Santilli
Alex Santilli
Mastering Engineer
EJY Productions
EJY Productions
Producer
Spice House Sound
Spice House Sound
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Rider out on the high plains
You've got no place to go
You don't want to showdown
No hiding, it's all sagebrush and stone
But I can't afford to run
Waiting for my day in the sun
Dig my feet in the mud
Looking for that good morning love
Thought I'd find some gold in these hills
But the cold winter rain is giving me chills
Cold wind blowing through the desert
So I keep my fire burning bright
Oh my dear, don't you tear I'll be back again
The sound of your voice it takes me back where I belong
Well the sun don't set and the sun don't rise
It's just a trick you play in your mind
I'll be rolling in her arms
But when Annabel's gone
The sun don't shine
It's like the clouds fight against the blue sky
Kin and cattle, soil and grain
Turn the earth and watch the seasons bring the rain
Thirty nine years in this cold dark place
So I'm trading these puddles for the blue sky
Oh my dear, don't you tear I'll be back again
The sound of your voice it takes me back where I belong
Well the sun don't set and the sun don't rise
It's just a trick you play in your mind
I'll be rolling in your arms
But when Annabel's home
The sun's gonna shine
When Annebel's home
Bright blue sky
Yeah, Annebel's home
The sun's gonna shine
Gonna Shine
Against the blue sky
But I can't afford to run
Waiting for my day in the sun
Dig my feet in the mud
Looking for that good morning love
Written by: Matthew McCann
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