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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kelsea Ballerini
Kelsea Ballerini
Lead Vocals
Alysa Vanderheym
Alysa Vanderheym
Programming
Dan Grech-Marguerat
Dan Grech-Marguerat
Programming
Todd Lombardo
Todd Lombardo
Acoustic Guitar
Aaron Sterling
Aaron Sterling
Drums
Derek Wells
Derek Wells
Electric Guitar
Craig Young
Craig Young
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kelsea Ballerini
Kelsea Ballerini
Songwriter
Alysa Vanderheym
Alysa Vanderheym
Songwriter
Jessie Jo Dillon
Jessie Jo Dillon
Songwriter
Karen Fairchild
Karen Fairchild
Songwriter
Hillary Lindsey
Hillary Lindsey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kelsea Ballerini
Kelsea Ballerini
Producer
Alysa Vanderheym
Alysa Vanderheym
Producer
Louis Remenapp
Louis Remenapp
Assistant Engineer
Mike Stankiewicz
Mike Stankiewicz
Recording Engineer
Chris Small
Chris Small
Editing Engineer
Dan Grech-Marguerat
Dan Grech-Marguerat
Mixing Engineer
Luke Burgoyne
Luke Burgoyne
Assistant Engineer
Seb Maletka-Catala
Seb Maletka-Catala
Assistant Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer
Luke Armentrout
Luke Armentrout
Assistant Engineer
Adam Battershell
Adam Battershell
Assistant Engineer
Joey Salit
Joey Salit
Assistant Engineer
Andrew Darby
Andrew Darby
Assistant Engineer
Taylor Chadwick
Taylor Chadwick
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Sorry, Mom, I smelled like cigarettes
And my eyes were Casa red, with a poundin' in my head
Showin' up again on Sunday mornin'
You just made the eggs and turned your head
[Verse 2]
Sorry, Mom, you know that I had sex
'Fore I bought the white dress
I know you're not impressed
With my lack of stickin' to the Bible
Yeah, I got regrets, but you did your best
[Chorus]
I turned out alright
So you can sleep good at night
Maybe I ran all the red lights
Maybe we got into a few fights
It's a different cloth we cut
But underneath, we're the same blood
So I know it took a little tough love
To become the woman that you're proud of
[Verse 3]
Sorry, Mom, I didn't graduate
After two years and some change
And that money went to waste
I know it wasn't cheap tuition
There were dreams to chase
And songs to play
[Verse 4]
Sorry, Mom, I missed your fifty-eighth
I was on another plane goin' to another stage
My priorities were out of balance
You told me to go
But wished I was home
[Chorus]
Now I turned out alright (Oh, alright)
So you can sleep good at night (Sleep good at night)
Maybe I ran all the red lights
Maybe we got into a few fights
It's a different cloth we cut
But underneath, we're the same blood
So I know it took a little tough love
To become the woman that you're proud of
Sorry, Mom
[Outro]
Now I turned out alright
And we both sleep good at night
I met a guy that we both like
And I got a house with a porch light
It's a different cloth we cut
But underneath, we're the same blood
So I know it took a little tough love
To become the woman that you're proud of
Sorry, Mom
Written by: Alysa Vanderheym, Hillary Lindsey, Jessie Jo Dillon, Karen Fairchild, Kelsea Ballerini
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