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ERNEST - Honkytonk Fairytale (Lyric Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brent Mason
Brent Mason
Electric Guitar
Bryan Sutton
Bryan Sutton
Acoustic Guitar
Dan Dugmore
Dan Dugmore
Pedal Steel Guitar
Dave Cohen
Dave Cohen
Hammond Organ
ERNEST
ERNEST
Vocals
Jerry Roe
Jerry Roe
Drums
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass
Larry Franklin
Larry Franklin
Fiddle
Wes Hightower
Wes Hightower
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ernest Keith Smith
Ernest Keith Smith
Songwriter
Brad Clawson
Brad Clawson
Songwriter
Rafe Tenpenny
Rafe Tenpenny
Songwriter
Dallas Wilson
Dallas Wilson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joey Moi
Joey Moi
Producer
Joey Stanca
Joey Stanca
Assistant Recording Engineer
Josh Ditty
Josh Ditty
Recording Engineer
Olle Romo
Olle Romo
Mixing Engineer
Ryan Yount
Ryan Yount
Assistant Recording Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I thought there might be a genie In the bottom of this bottle But there ain't I learned the hard way Thought I could click these boots together That'd take me back to better weather When I had you and we had everything So I'll just close my eyes Find that sweet escape To where that neon never turns to dawn House band plays our favorite songs And we always got the dance floor to ourselves Bartenders know us by our names Don't ask or charge us for our drinks Well whiskey works just like a wishing well There ain't no last calls Ain't no last dance Ain't no goodbyes Ain't no chance I'll have to come back To this heart broke lonely Hell That's my honkytonk fairytale I wish this dusty rug was a magic carpet Take me back to where we started That little bar off of eighteenth avenue Sometimes I swear I hear you in the wind You say you're coming back again But it's only ever in my mind So I close my eyes And chase the light To where that neon never turns to dawn House band plays our favorite songs And we always got the dance floor to ourselves Bartenders know us by our names Don't ask or charge us for our drinks Well whiskey works just like a wishing well There ain't no last calls Ain't no last dance Ain't no goodbyes Ain't no chance I'll have to come back To this heart broke lonely Hell That's my honkytonk fairytale If I drink all this bourbon It'll either stop the hurtin' Or I'll get to stay forever there this time Where the neon never turns to dawn House band plays them Whitley songs And we always got the dance floor to ourselves Bartenders know us by our names Don't ask or charge us for our drinks Well whiskey works just like a wishing well There ain't no last calls Ain't no last dance Ain't no goodbyes Ain't no chance I'll have to come back To this heart broke lonely Hell That's my honkytonk fairytale Mmm my honkytonk fairytale
Writer(s): Rafe Tenpenny, Ernest Keith Smith, Dallas Wilson, Brad Clawson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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