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Cole Swindell - Dirty Dancing (Visualizer)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cole Swindell
Cole Swindell
Vocals
Jonny Fung
Jonny Fung
Electric Guitar
Jordan Schmidt
Jordan Schmidt
Programming
Renee Blair
Renee Blair
Background Vocals
Josh Manuel
Josh Manuel
Drums
Jeneé Fleenor
Jeneé Fleenor
Fiddle
Alex Wright
Alex Wright
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Beau Bailey
Beau Bailey
Songwriter
Hunter Phelps
Hunter Phelps
Songwriter
Ned Cameron
Ned Cameron
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jordan Schmidt
Jordan Schmidt
Producer
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer
Jim Cooley
Jim Cooley
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
We ran out of clock at that hole in the wall
We were one two-step in when we heard last call
She said take me somewhere
She high-fived the wind all the way out of town
And on the edge of the world that's where I slowed it down
She let down her hair
[PreChorus]
We cut them high-beams off on some old farm ground
Left that radio on, spun her around
[Chorus]
A thousand miles from the ocean by an old riverbank
We felt every word of Marina Del Rey
Let the stars guide every step that we took
The cars passing by never knew where to look
Got some beer from the store and a field for a floor
Nothing fancy up under that moon
Just a slow country song and my old lucky boots
Getting dirty, dancing with you
[Verse 2]
The fireflies were firing, the Magnolias sway
Heat lightning sky turning night into day
Then the next song played
We got carried away
[Chorus]
A thousand miles from the ocean by an old riverbank
We felt every word of Marina Del Rey
Let the stars guide every step that we took
The cars passing by never knew where to look
Got some beer from the store and a field for a floor
Nothing fancy up under that moon
Just a slow country song and my old lucky boots
Getting dirty, dancing with you
[Bridge]
Getting dust on this old Texas leather, ooh
Oph, yeah we made one night sure last forever
[Chorus]
A thousand miles from the ocean by an old riverbank
We felt every word of Marina Del Rey
Let the stars guide every step that we took
The cars passing by never knew where to look
Got some beer from the store and a field for a floor
Nothing fancy up under that moon
Just a slow country song and my old lucky boots
Getting dirty, dancing with you
Yeah, dancing with you
Yeah, dancing with you
Written by: Beau Bailey, Edward McGuire Cameron, Hunter Phelps, Ned Cameron
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