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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Corey Kent
Corey Kent
Lead Vocals
Austin Goodloe
Austin Goodloe
Background Vocals
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
Sol Littlefield
Sol Littlefield
Electric Guitar
Rob McNelley
Rob McNelley
Electric Guitar
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass
Fred Eltringham
Fred Eltringham
Drums
Gordon Mote
Gordon Mote
Keyboards
Sam Bergeson
Sam Bergeson
Programming
Vicki Hampton
Vicki Hampton
Background Vocals
Joanna Cotten
Joanna Cotten
Background Vocals
Chris Farren
Chris Farren
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Corey Kent
Corey Kent
Composer
Austin Goodloe
Austin Goodloe
Composer
Joybeth Taylor
Joybeth Taylor
Composer
Lydia Vaughan
Lydia Vaughan
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Corey Kent
Corey Kent
Producer
Sam Bergeson
Sam Bergeson
Editing Engineer
Chris Farren
Chris Farren
Producer
Kam Luchterhand
Kam Luchterhand
Recording Engineer
Chris Vanoverberghe
Chris Vanoverberghe
Assistant Engineer
Zach Kuhlman
Zach Kuhlman
Assistant Engineer
Jim Cooley
Jim Cooley
Mixing Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

High school 17, high on a melody
Writin’ songs for nothin’ but the sanity of your soul
No one cheerin’ you on, no one singing along
You’re the poster child for too high hopes
With wannabe rock and roll
You got AC/DC, Hank, and Johnny
Hanging on your bedroom wall
Staring at you saying maybe you ain’t crazy after all
So you’re corner stage smoky bar
No crowd going wild
Town to town, beat up car
Keep putting on miles
Don’t stop strumming that six string
It’ll break your heart for a while
But one day you just might see your name
Up there on that poster, child
A dream kills easily but you can’t kill a dream
It ain’t a choice, couldn’t give it up even if you wanted to
It’s a poison and a cure, it’s a healing and the hurt
It’s in your bones, it’s in your blood skin deep like an old tattoo
So you’re corner stage smoky bar
No crowd going wild
Town to town, beat up car
Keep putting on miles
Don’t stop strumming that six string
It’ll break your heart for a while
But one day you justmight see your name
Up there on that poster, child
Up there on that poster, child, yeah
Woah, woah
Keep dreaming like you’re supposed to, child
Woah, woah
‘Til it’s you on that poster, child
Center stage ‘bout to start
Whole crowd’s goin’ wild
Can’t believe where you are
Keep putting on miles
Don’t stop strumming that six string
Can’t shake that smile
Now some kid’s dreamin’
‘Cause your name
Is up there on that poster child
Up there on that poster, child, yeah
High school 17, highon a melody
Written by: Austin Goodloe, Corey Kent, Joybeth Taylor, Lydia Vaughan
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