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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Louie TheSinger
Louie TheSinger
Vocals
Jeneé Fleenor
Jeneé Fleenor
Fiddle
Jackson Nance
Jackson Nance
Acoustic Guitar
Rob McNelly
Rob McNelly
Electric Guitar
Justin Schipper
Justin Schipper
Steel Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Louie TheSinger
Louie TheSinger
Composer
Justin Ebach
Justin Ebach
Composer
Josh Thompson
Josh Thompson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Justin Ebach
Justin Ebach
Producer
Dave Clauss
Dave Clauss
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I'm the reason that my mama in the front pew
Ever since that girl left me in the rear view
Her memories been sticking like a tattoo
Drinking, sinking way too long
[Verse 2]
Another night, night, night
Another salt shot lime, lime, lime
Lit up like a light, light, light
Whole town been talking like, like
[Chorus]
I been trying to find a quicker way to Jesus
Tear it up till I see the sun rise
Trust the bottle 'cause the bottle never leaves ya
Another devil with a pair of blue eyes
Treating my body
Like a red Maserati
Hell bound, I ain't ready to ease up
Rolling through, she gone smoke and tequila
Like I'm trying to find a quicker way to Jesus
[Verse 3]
It's like I been trying to put some numbers on the tombstone
Since she went flying kicking gravel in a two tone, yeah
[Chorus]
It's like I'm trying to find a quicker way to Jesus
Tear it up till I see the sun rise
Trust the bottle 'cause the bottle never leaves ya
Another devil with a pair of blue eyes
Treating my body
Like a red Maserati
Hell bound, I ain't ready to ease up
Rolling through, she gone smoke and tequila
Like I'm trying to find a quicker way to Jesus
[Bridge]
Another night, night, night
Another salt shot lime, lime, lime
Lit up like a light, light, light
Whole town been talking like, like
[Chorus]
I been trying to find a quicker way to Jesus
Tear it up till I see the sun rise
Trust the bottle 'cause the bottle never leaves ya
Another devil with a pair of blue eyes
Treating my body
Like a red Maserati
Hell bound, I ain't ready to ease up
Rolling through, she gone smoke and tequila
Like I'm trying to find a quicker way to Jesus
Written by: Josh Thompson, Justin Ebach, Louie TheSinger
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