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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gregory Alan Isakov
Lead Vocals
Bonnie May Paine
Musical Saw
James Han
Piano
Jamie Mefford
Drums
Jeb Bows
Violin
Jon Grigsby
Upright Bass
Julie Davis
Background Vocals
Natalie Tate
Background Vocals
Nathaniel Rateliff
Background Vocals
Phil Parker
Cello
Reed Foehl
Background Vocals
Reyn Ouwehand
Piano
Wil Schlatmann
Accordion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gregory Alan Isakov
Songwriter
Johann Wagner
Songwriter
Annie Stein
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Glasser
Mastering Engineer
Gregory Alan Isakov
Producer
Jamie Mefford
Producer
Lyrics
When the wine stops working and you're all run out
And all of your high hopes have all headed south
And the songs left the stable and they never came home
And there ain't no forgetting that you're out on your own
Turned the scrub oaks to timber and you're left without friends
And you don't put your book down even after it ends
Smoke curls up from the table in your quiet little room
And your heart's worn the handle of an old pushing broom
Broken bottles shine just like stars, make a wish, anyway
Just your smile lit a sixty-watt bulb in my house that was darkened for days
I been thinking you probably should stay
When the going is long gone and the kick drum won't kick
When you fumble with your fiddle and you're fresh out of tricks
And the horseflies are biting but the fish never do
And your heart's a thousand colors, but they're all shades of blue
Broken bottles shine just like stars, make a wish, anyway
Just your smile lit a sixty-watt bulb in my house that was darkened for days
I been thinking you probably should stay
Yeah, I think that you probably should stay
And our dreams on the windowsill
See those trees turning gold in the hills
Writer(s): Gregory Alan Isakov, John Garrett Wagner
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