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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ricky Chilton
Ricky Chilton
Vocals
Luke O'Kelley
Luke O'Kelley
Drums
Mackenzie Brown
Mackenzie Brown
Strings
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel Patrick Hardin
Daniel Patrick Hardin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Daniel Patrick Hardin
Daniel Patrick Hardin
Producer

Lyrics

Jeana you don't know what it's like
Suckin' down these Lucky Strikes
You think you can just shatter my heart like that
Just because we only met last night?
Jeana did you even think about our kids?
By kids I mean our potential kids
I bet they didn't even cross your mind
When you sent that text
To sever our ties
Oooh Jeana
I loved you more than you could ever know
Oooh Jeana
This Lonestar and PBR's are the only friends that I have for sure
That I have for sure
Jeana you're a cold-hearted witch
How dare you call me a son of a
Gun
My mom's not a gun
How could she give birth to me if she was a gun?
Oooh Jeana
I loved you more than you could ever know
Oooh Jeana
This Lonestar and PBR's are the only friends that I have for sure
That I have for sure
Everybody's sayin' "Ricky, she was just the bartender
Sittin' near the beer tap isn't a date"
But with the sparkle in her eye as we talked about Fireball (Fireball)
I knew right then and there
We could go all the way
Jeana
I loved you more than you could ever know
Oooh Jeana
This Lonestar and PBR's are the only friends that I have for sure
Jeana
I loved you more than you could ever know
Oooh Jeana
This Lonestar and PBR's are the only friends that I have for sure
That I have for sure
I love you Jeana
Written by: Daniel Patrick Hardin
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