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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ben Simonetti
Programming
Clay Cook
Background Vocals
John Driskell Hopkins
Background Vocals
Matt Mangano
Bass
Jimmy De Martini
Vocals
Chris Fryar
Drums
Coy Bowles
Electric Guitar
Daniel De Los Reyes
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ben Simonetti
Songwriter
Kenny Habul
Songwriter
Kurt Thomas
Songwriter
Zac Brown
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ben Simonetti
Producer
Clay Cook
Additional Engineer
John Driskell Hopkins
Additional Engineer
Matt Mangano
Additional Engineer
Dan Davis
Assistant Engineer
Kam Luchterhand
Assistant Engineer
Ryan Gore
Mixing Engineer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Daniel De Los Reyes
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
My granddad's pride and joy was a '49 Ford
Much as he loved Grandma he loved that old truck more
I thought it was time that I took it for a stroll
I had a big old pair for a boy just eight years old
Grounding second gear, drifting through the cows
Ripping through the pasture when the brakes finally gave out
He was screaming from the porch, I was crashing through the fence
And he said, "What do you have to say for what you've done?"
In my defense, I said
It's fun having fun
There's only so many trips around the sun
Of a gun, what's done is done
Hold it flat 'cause none of it lasts
But it's fun having fun
My dad kept a can of gas behind our old barn
I made sure I was careful when I poured it on the lawn
That fire was beautiful, and the wind started to blow
That ember hit the hayloft and I watched the sucker go
It didn't take long at all, those forty foot flames
I remember feeling grateful that the fire was not contained
The fireman had a hose and my daddy had a belt
He said, "What do you have to say for what you've done?"
I just felt that
It's fun having fun
There's only so many trips around the sun
Of a gun, what's done is done
Hold it flat 'cause none of it lasts
But it's fun having fun
Them country boys doing 95 down an old dirt road
Hotbox in a minivan squinting through the smoke
Blue lights keep flashing, and they haul our asses in (damn it, boy)
I look fucked up in the mugshot, but I'd do it all again
If you're dumb (yes, you're dumb)
You gotta be tough (well, you're tough)
If you're smart you might miss the thrill of blowing things up
That's enough of a life that's boring
And the worst decisions make good stories
Grab your helmet and your cape
Break a leg, duct tape it straight
Chicks dig scars and get-well cakes
Fun to have some fun
There's only so many trips around the sun
Of a gun, what's done is done
Hold it flat 'cause none of it lasts
But it's fun having fun having fun having fun
Writer(s): Benjamin Simonetti, Kenny Habul, Zac Brown, Kurt Thomas
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