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Morgan Wallen, Eric Church - Number 3 and Number 7 (Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Morgan Wallen
Morgan Wallen
Vocals
Eric Church
Eric Church
Vocals
Jerry Roe
Jerry Roe
Drums
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass
Tom Bukovac
Tom Bukovac
Electric Guitar
Bryan Sutton
Bryan Sutton
Acoustic Guitar
Dave Cohen
Dave Cohen
Keyboards
Wes Hightower
Wes Hightower
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rocky Block
Rocky Block
Songwriter
Blake Pendergrass
Blake Pendergrass
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ryan Yount
Ryan Yount
Editing Engineer
Joey Moi
Joey Moi
Producer
Scott Cooke
Scott Cooke
Editing Engineer
Matt McCartney
Matt McCartney
Editing Engineer
Eivind Nordland
Eivind Nordland
Editing Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Daddy's truck, Daddy's bottle
Open top, open throttle
87 and 80 proof runnin' through my veins
I'm drunk on speed, drunk on whiskey
Ain't no free quite like sixteen
Still had half a foot to grow, makin'
Grown man mistakes, puttin' Earnhardt to shame
[Chorus]
Up in my head, I was in first
Whole pack of cars on that fourth turn
Burnin' towards the checkered flag
I was on a record lap
Had my hand wrapped around that drink
Till that truck wrapped around that tree
Shoulda gone to Heaven fast
Learned a hard-way lesson that
We all get more second chances than we should
And number three and number seven don't add up to much good
[Verse 2]
Flashin' lights, flashin' memories
For my eyes, torn up bench seat
Pickin' glass out of my right arm
Made a never-let-you-forget kinda scar
I lost that race when I let it start, but
[Chorus]
Up in my head, I was in first
Whole pack of cars on that fourth turn
Burnin' towards the checkered flag
I was on a record lap
Had my hand wrapped around that drink
Till that truck wrapped around that tree
Shoulda gone to Heaven fast
Learned a hard-way lesson that
We all get more second chances than we should
And number three and number seven don't add up to much good, no
[Bridge]
Daddy's truck, Daddy's bottle
Open top, open throttle
[Chorus]
Up in my head, I was in first
Whole pack of cars on that fourth turn
Burnin' towards the checkered flag
I was on a record lap (I was on a record lap)
Had my hand wrapped around that drink
Till that truck wrapped around that tree
Shoulda gone to Heaven fast (Shoulda gone to Heaven)
Learned a hard-way lesson that
We all get more second chances than we should (Yes, we do)
And number three and number seven don't add up to much good
[Outro]
Don't add up to much good (Don't add up to much good, no)
Written by: Blake Pendergrass, Rocky Block
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