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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Luke Combs
Luke Combs
Lead Vocals
Chip Matthews
Chip Matthews
Background Vocals
Jonathan Singleton
Jonathan Singleton
Background Vocals
Jerry Roe
Jerry Roe
Drums
Charlie Worsham
Charlie Worsham
Acoustic Guitar
Jim "Moose" Brown
Jim "Moose" Brown
Keyboards
Joey Landreth
Joey Landreth
Electric Guitar
Stuart Duncan
Stuart Duncan
Fiddle
Mark Hill
Mark Hill
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Luke Combs
Luke Combs
Songwriter
Nick Columbia
Nick Columbia
Songwriter
Blake Densmore
Blake Densmore
Songwriter
Robert Snyder
Robert Snyder
Songwriter
Noah Thompson
Noah Thompson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Luke Combs
Luke Combs
Producer
Chip Matthews
Chip Matthews
Mixing Engineer
Jonathan Singleton
Jonathan Singleton
Producer
Drew Bollman
Drew Bollman
Recording Engineer
Zach Kuhlman
Zach Kuhlman
Assistant Engineer
Benny Quinn
Benny Quinn
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I see his face sometimes out there in the crowd
In between the melodies
He's asking me when I'm coming home
After all the lights come on
After all the folks are gone
I hit the road and close my eyes
And I imagine I'm
[Chorus]
Walking through the front door
Hearing "Daddy" at the top of his lungs
With his feet on the wood floor
Runnin' up to give me a hug
Yeah, that's what it's all for
And the spotlight can't replace it
In a heartbeat, man, I'd trade it
'Cause it ain't got nothing on bein'
Front door famous
[Verse 2]
Soon as I get home seems like I'm gone again
Walking out the driveway
I see his face pressed against the screen door
Teddy bear and a juice pack
Saying, "Daddy, please come back"
It tears me up every time and
I can't wait till I'm
[Chorus]
Walking through the front door
Hearing "Daddy" at the top of his lungs
And his feet on the wood floor
Runnin' up to give me a hug
Yeah, that's what it's all for
The spotlight can't replace it
And in a heartbeat, man, I'd trade it
'Cause it ain't got nothing on bein'
Front door famous
[Bridge]
Right now I'm fifty miles away from that state line
And I ain't slowin' down until I'm on that porch and I'm
[Chorus]
Walking through the front door
Hearing "Daddy" at the top of his lungs
With his feet on the wood floor
Runnin' up to give me a hug
Yeah, that's what it's all for
And the spotlight can't replace it
And in a heartbeat, man, I'd trade it
'Cause it ain't got nothing on bein'
Front door famous
Written by: Blake Densmore, Luke Combs, Nick Columbia, Noah Thompson, Robert Snyder
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