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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mat Kearney
Guitar
Jason Lehning
Keyboards
Josh Crosby
Drums
Bryan Sutton
Guitar
Ian Fitchuk
Keyboards
Tony Lucido
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mat Kearney
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mat Kearney
Recording Engineer
Jason Lehning
Recording Engineer
Robert Marvin
Producer
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Greg Calbi
Mastering Engineer
Josh Crosby
Recording Engineer
Matt Mahaffrey
Recording Engineer
Andy Selby
Recording Engineer
Gordon Hammond
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Your poker face ain't fooling nobody, nobody here
We've all felt the flame and shed those same tears
Driving home to a one man hell
Still counting years, still counting years
Hey brother, we're all learning to love again
'Cause that was the real you
Running through the fields of gold wide open
Standing in places, no picture contains
That was the real you, windows down
We could smell the mint fields crying
Singin' with the radio to a song we can't name
That was the real you
Saying maybe I'm not to young to be a cowboy
Hey brother, we're all learning to love again
Hey brother, we're all learning to love again
Making up your bed that day
On a foreign floor between foreign walls
Thinking 'bout the words you'd say
To a phone that never calls
Feel the weight of your fathers ring
And all those dreams and all those dreams
Singin', hey brother, we're all learning to love again
'Cause that was the real you
Running through the fields of gold wide open
Standing in places no picture contains
That was the real you, windows down
We could smell the mint fields crying
Singin' with the radio to song we can't name
That was the real you
Saying maybe I'm not to young to be a cowboy
Hey brother, we're all learning to love again
Hey brother, we're all learning to love again
I know you like I know my reflection
Walking on the water cross and ocean of desire
Everyone I know is looking for protection
Trying to pull your hometown across a telephone wire
'Cause that was the real you
Standing there in the shape of your body
Fear down know no love when we're all the same
That was the real you
Looking back across the water
Tears falling like rain drops rippling against the shame
That was the real you
Singin' Hallelujah looking down a barrel
Hey brother, we're all learning to love again
Hey brother, we're all learning to love again
Hey brother, we're all learning to love again
Writer(s): Mathew William Kearney
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