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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sam Barber
Vocals
Shaun Richardson
Acoustic Guitar
Luisa Marion
Background Vocals
Gregg Garner
Bass
Jon Truman
Drums
Hank Born
Electric Guitar
Billy Contreras
Fiddle
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Childers
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eddie Spear
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
And I remember all those summers
Playing till my fingers bled
You'd sing songs, and I'd sing with you
We'd get drunk and go to bed
[Verse 2]
Looking back at all them memories
Lord, I'd hate to sleep alone
If you ever get the notion
That you need me, let me know
[Chorus]
It's just two hours, get there, babe
I can make it back 'bout an hour or so
Hold you close against my skin
Need a little warmth on a night so cold
Singing songs you used to sing
The one about the lady in the long black veil
Should've seen the warning signs
But I love to hear you wail
High and lonesome, hard and strong
Even if it was a little out of tune
Hotter than socks on a Jersey Giant
Lord, I thought you hung the moon
[Verse 3]
I remember all those winters
Drinking Woodford till we drowned
We'd get wind about a party
Bundle up and go to town
[Verse 4]
Never worried 'bout the police
Never worried much at all
Miss those nights of reckless glory
I'd come back if you'd just call
[Chorus]
It's just two hours, get there, babe
I can make it back 'bout an hour or so
Hold you close against my skin
Need a little warmth on a night so cold
Singing songs you used to sing
The one about the lady in the long black veil
Should've seen the warning signs
But I love to hear you wail
High and lonesome, hard and strong
Even if it was a little out of tune
Hotter than socks on a Jersey Giant
Lord, I thought you hung the moon
[Chorus]
It's just two hours, get there, babe
I can make it back 'bout an hour or so
Hold you close against my skin
Need a little warmth on a night so cold
Singing songs you used to sing
The one about the lady in the long black veil
Should've seen the warning signs
Lord, I love to hear you wail
High and lonesome, hard and strong
Even if it was a little out of tune
Hotter than socks on a Jersey Giant
Lord, I thought you hung the moon
Written by: Tyler Childers