Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Laci Kaye Booth
Background Vocals
Ben West
Drums
Nathan Dugger
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Laci Kaye Booth
Songwriter
Morgan John Evans
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ben West
Producer
Nathan Dugger
Recording Engineer
Dave Clauss
Mixing Engineer
Dave Cooley
Mastering Engineer
Kelsey Granada
Studio Personnel
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
When I was younger
I thought he was a god with a guitar
Mama was a bombshell with her hand on her hip
Standing outside the trailer park
Every time he'd vanish
And I the angel he'd banish
[Chorus]
Now I'm a little too Texas for Tennesee
I smiled in the picture, but I was gritting my teeth
They found bitter in my bones when they broke this show pony
Said I'd be a star, hell, they don't even know me
What runs in the blood ain't ever gonna stop
I might look like my mama
But I smile like my daddy's mugshot
[Instrumental]
I made a record that didn't break no records
Only my soul
I ran my mouth and I swore up and down
That I'd pack all my shit and go home
Oh, I shoulda known
[Chorus]
I'm a little too Texas for Tennesee
I smiled in the picture, but I was gritting my teeth
They found bitter in my bones when they broke this show pony
Said I'd be a star, hell, they don't even know me
What runs in the blood ain't ever gonna stop
I might look like my mama
But I smile like my daddy's mugshot
[Instrumental]
Yeah, I wouldn't kiss the ring, wouldn't get down on my knees
When they kicked me out the door, I could hear em saying, "She's
[Chorus]
A little too Texas for Tennesee"
I smiled in the picture, but I was gritting my teeth
They found bitter in my bones when they broke this show pony
Said I'd be a star, hell, they don't even know me
What runs in the blood ain't ever gonna stop
I might look like my mama
But I smile like my daddy's mugshot
[Outro]
Mm
Yeah, they'll get their karma
And I'll smile like my daddy's mugshot
Written by: Laci Kaye Booth, Morgan John Evans