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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Marty Roe
Marty Roe
Acoustic Guitar
Jimmy Olander
Jimmy Olander
Guitar
Brian Prout
Brian Prout
Drums
Dana Williams
Dana Williams
Background Vocals
Dan Truman
Dan Truman
Keyboards
Dan Truman
Dan Truman
Keyboards
Gene Johnson
Gene Johnson
Mandolin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Monty Powell
Monty Powell
Songwriter
Jule Medders
Jule Medders
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Monty Powell
Monty Powell
Producer
Tim DuBois
Tim DuBois
Producer
Michael D. Clute
Michael D. Clute
Mixing Engineer
Chris Armstrong
Chris Armstrong
Assistant Engineer
Doug Edwards
Doug Edwards
Assistant Engineer
Ted Greene
Ted Greene
Assistant Engineer
Paula Montondo
Paula Montondo
Assistant Engineer
Glenn Meadows
Glenn Meadows
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

You save up your money boy, bought you some shoes
The highway's calling you and she's
Just when you thought you had it beat
But now you're leaving town on a one-way street
Chorus:
It's a hard, hard lesson
But you're gonna have to learn it
It's a long cold swim up against the current
And somewhere down the line
You're gonna have to turn it, around
'Cause boy right now you're nowhere bound
Her words still echo through your mind
But fade away as you cross the county line
Running from trouble or from the truth
It doesn't matter either way you lose
Chorus:
It's a hard, hard lesson
But you're gonna have to learn it
It's a long cold swim up against the current
And somewhere down the line
You're gonna have to turn it, around
'Cause boy right now you're nowhere bound
--- Instrumental ---
Well, you walk ten miles just to make new tracks
But you turn around and find that it's twenty miles back
And it's never gonna change it you keep leaving
Your heart's gonna break, but never break even
Where to now, do you know?
One thing's for certain
Gonna reap just what you sow
And all you planted was heartache and pain
Don't look now but it looks like rain
Chorus:
It's a hard, hard lesson
But you're gonna have to learn it
It's a long cold swim up against the current
And somewhere down the line
You're gonna have to turn it, around
'Cause boy right now you're nowhere bound
Nowhere bound
Nowhere bound...
Written by: Jule Medders, Monty Powell, Richard Belmont Jr Powell
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