Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tyler Braden
Vocals
Dan Agee
Bass
Justin Schipper
Pedal Steel Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ian Harrison
Songwriter
Dan Agee
Songwriter
Sarah Turner
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dan Agee
Producer
Nathan Dantzler
Mastering Engineer
Dave Clauss
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Stumble in the door, a quarter pass three
Drink a little more, but it's not what I need
Achin' in my head, guilty in my chest
And this ain't who I wanna be
I owe it to my mama who raised me in the choir, and told me that I was her son
I run from the father, end up workin' harder to do what's already been done
Lord, help me let go, wash over my soul
Maybe I ain't supposed to keep my head above the water
Been 80 miles an hour, seven days a week
Livin' off of Folgers and these Earthwood strings
The band needs payin', so the bills will have to wait
I can use a dollar and a lil' more faith
And I owe it to my mama who raised me in the choir, and told me that I was her son
I run from the father, end up workin' harder to do what's already been done
Lord, help me let go, wash over my soul
Maybe I ain't supposed to keep my head above the water
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh
If you're listenin', I'm givin' in
And I lay my God down
If you'll let me, I'm ready to drown
And I owe it to my mama who raised me in the choir, and told me that I was her son
I run from the father, end up workin' harder to do what's already been done
Lord, help me let go, wash over my soul
Lord, help me let go, wash over my soul
Maybe I ain't supposed to keep my head above the water
Writer(s): Sarah Turner, Tyler Braden, Daniel Agee, Ian Patrick- Harrison Poehler
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