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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Revivalists
The Revivalists
Performer
Zack Feinberg
Zack Feinberg
Guitar
Ed Williams
Ed Williams
Pedal Steel Guitar
Andrew Stephen Campanelli
Andrew Stephen Campanelli
Drums
Michael Girardot
Michael Girardot
Keyboards
George M Gekas
George M Gekas
Bass Guitar
David William Shaw
David William Shaw
Vocals
Robert Ingraham
Robert Ingraham
Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Stephen Campanelli
Andrew Stephen Campanelli
Composer
Robert Ingraham
Robert Ingraham
Composer
Michael Girardot
Michael Girardot
Composer
Zachary Feinberg
Zachary Feinberg
Songwriter
George M Gekas
George M Gekas
Songwriter
David Shaw
David Shaw
Songwriter
Ed Williams
Ed Williams
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zack Feinberg
Zack Feinberg
Producer
Ed Williams
Ed Williams
Producer
Andrew Stephen Campanelli
Andrew Stephen Campanelli
Producer
Michael Girardot
Michael Girardot
Producer
Adam Grover
Adam Grover
Mastering Engineer
George M Gekas
George M Gekas
Producer
David William Shaw
David William Shaw
Producer
Robert Ingraham
Robert Ingraham
Producer

Lyrics

Patience is still bitter in your mouth
The sweet taste was stolen
That’s the story of the south
Part of me was home and the other half was gone
And I can’t feel the pain when I’m lying all along
Cuz I was breaking down and she was snorting cocaine in my bed
I was making money
Somehow I know it’s gonna be all alright
Something came to me in the wind last night
And now it’s coming down
Oh it’s all coming out
And I can’t stop it now no
Get out your bulletproof vest
They can send them shots to your chest
We’re gonna make it now
We’re gonna make it out
Get out your bulletproof vest
They can send them shots to your chest
We’re gonna make it now
We’re gonna make it
So take it in tonight
Girl your head ain’t right
We could have a date
So we could share this life
There’s something that I know
In the wind as it blows
It’s better to believe
Than to lie to everyone you know
I’m breaking down and she was snorting cocaine in my bed
I was making money
Somehow I know its gonna be all alright
Something came to me in the wind last night
I got a heart
You got a heart
Well that don't tell me just who you are
I got to know
I got to know
I got to know
I got to know
We got to go
Get out your bulletproof vest
They can send them shots to your chest
We’re gonna make it now
We’re gonna make it out
Get out your bulletproof vest
They can send them shots to your chest
We’re gonna make it now
We’re gonna make it out
Ooooooh's
Patience is still bitter in your mouth
The sweet taste was stolen
That’s the story of the south
Part of me was home
The other half was gone
And I can’t feel the pain when I’m lying all alone
Cuz I was breaking down and she was snorting cocaine in my bed
I was making money
Somehow I know its gonna be all alright
Something came to me in the wind last night
Get out your bulletproof vest
They can send them shots to your chest
We’re gonna make it now
We’re gonna make it out
Get out your bulletproof vest
They can send them shots to your chest
We’re gonna make it now
We’re gonna make it
Written by: Andrew Stephen Campanelli, David William Shaw, Edward George Williams, George M Gekas, Michael Girardot, Robert Ingraham, Zachary Feinberg
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