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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Wild Feathers
The Wild Feathers
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joel King
Joel King
Songwriter
Ricky Young
Ricky Young
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
John "Jay" Joyce
John "Jay" Joyce
Producer

Lyrics

Cut-throat sunset and Louisiana evening news
Sundown heartache and leaves stickin' to your shoes
I could be, I could be whatever you want
I could be, I could be whatever you want
It's alright, baby
Don't believe what you hear
It's alright, baby
Cause I need you near
It's alright, you got it all wrong
If I ever let you go you know I'm gonna hate myself
And no one ever has to know that I'm livin' in this hell
When the summer, when the summer's coolin' down
When the summer, when the summer's coolin' down
It's alright, baby
Don't believe what you hear
It's alright, baby
Cause I need you near
It's alright, you got it all wrong
All I want to be
I can never see it, I can never see it at all
Everybody's been alone and everybody's got a hometown
And if you never hear the phone, man, that's a lonely sound
It's alright, baby
Don't believe what you hear
It's alright, baby
Cause I need you near
It's alright, you got it all wrong
It's alright (it's alright), it's alright (it's alright), it's alright (alright)
It's alright (it's alright), it's alright (it's alright), it's alright (alright)
It's alright, it's alright
Written by: Joel King, Ricky Young
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