Top Songs By Jennifer Nettles
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jennifer Nettles
Performer
Jason Lader
Bass
Smokey Hormel
Guitar
Matt Sweeney
Guitar
Ian McLagan
Keyboards
Chad Smith
Drums
Lenny Castro
Percussion
Alex Acuña
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jennifer Nettles
Composer
Scott Patton
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rick Rubin
Producer
Andrew Scheps
Mixing Engineer
Dana Nielsen
Editing Engineer
Greg Fidelman
Assistant Recording Engineer
Sean Oakley
Assistant Recording Engineer
Eric Lynn
Assistant Recording Engineer
Sara Lyn Killion
Assistant Recording Engineer
Scott Moore
Assistant Recording Engineer
Rouble Katoor
Assistant Recording Engineer
Rob Goodchild
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jason Gossman
Editing Engineer
Justin Hergett
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Don't want to change, don't wanna play that money ball.
I've been here a long time, I'm here for the long haul.
This ain't no text, it's a long distance phone call.
It's bigger than you, oh bigger than me.
Do as you want now, do as I please.
We all change with the wind or the bank man sneeze.
Mother nature and the market, they make no apologies.
It's bigger than you, bigger than me.
And the sun shines down on New York City,
And the Lord smiles down on us all.
And a thousand years will pass
And we'll be memories and food for the grass.
And another baby girl will wait down south and answer the call.
Come into this world with a will to survive.
Seven billion people, turns out the world is a bee hive.
It's bigger than you, oh bigger than me.
The nuclear family explodes and it burns.
If you lose the receipt you can't make the return.
We all earn our keep but can't keep what we earn.
It's bigger than you, bigger than me.
And the sun shines down on Music City,
And the Lord smiles down on us all.
And a thousand years will pass
And we'll be memories and food for the grass.
And another baby boy will wake up north and answer the call.
"You've been Youtubed," the revolution said to a song.
Read it on the radar, tell you right from wrong. Headed down the rabbit hole so just sing along.
It goes on, on, on, and on.
And the Lord smiles down on us all.
And a thousand years will pass
And we'll be memories and food for the grass,
Watching our futures turn into our past.
Hold on tight it all goes so fast.
We're all waiting to answer the call.
Writer(s): Jennifer Nettles, Scott Patton
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