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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eric Church
Eric Church
Vocals
Jay Joyce
Jay Joyce
Electric Guitar
Lee Hendricks
Lee Hendricks
Bass
Craig Wright
Craig Wright
Drums
Jeff Hyde
Jeff Hyde
Acoustic Guitar
Bryan Sutton
Bryan Sutton
Acoustic Guitar
Joanna Cotten
Joanna Cotten
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eric Church
Eric Church
Songwriter
Casey Beathard
Casey Beathard
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jay Joyce
Jay Joyce
Producer
Arturo Buenahora, Jr.
Arturo Buenahora, Jr.
Executive Producer
Jason Hall
Jason Hall
Engineer
Matt Wheeler
Matt Wheeler
Assistant Recording Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

The only joint my mother burned was on the rural route She sparked in old man tater's woods so she wouldn't be found out Turned off the dome light and snuck off by herself Crashed down beneath that window, fired it up, and gave it hell At that hangout my daddy used to hang around We watched it all go up in smoke until it all came down Just like after tabs and stooge and tables got turned To the only joint my momma ever burned Just like someone flipped a switch, dad started coming home No more eating late cause supper's with that tater gone I had my suspicions, til the night when we said grace Dad said, "Forgive us, our transgressions as I lit up momma's face." At that hangout my daddy used to hang around We watched it all go up in smoke until it all came down Just like after tabs and stooge and tables got turned To the only joint my momma ever burned Boss smoked down might face and bloodhounds in this town But the only one who ever found out was dad At that hangout my daddy used to hang around We watched it all go up in smoke until it all came down Just like after tabs and stooge and tables got turned To the only joint my momma ever burned
Writer(s): Casey Beathard, Eric Church Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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