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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shooter Jennings
Organ
Leroy Powell
Guitar
Ted Russell Kamp
Bass Guitar
Bryan Keeling
Drums
Eric Heywood
Pedal Steel Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shooter Jennings
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave Cobb
Producer
Mark Rains
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Moved out of my apartment and you moved out of my old town
My life has remained so lonely since you ain't been around
And to think how far I traveled, honey, just to see you one more time
But if that's how you say hello well you can kiss my ass goodbye
So let your hair down, get out of that skirt
Oh but leave them high heels on
I'll be in the back on my black Cadillac
When Jesus finally comes to call His children home
So let your hair down, get out of that skirt
Oh but leave them high heels on
I'll be in the back on my black Cadillac
When Jesus finally comes to call His children home
Don't get up
Gonna climb a mountain when I get to the top I'll find a honky tonk
Where I'll sit and I'll drink wondering where you've gone
And to think how far I've traveled just to get your off my mind
But if that's how you say hello well you can kiss my ass goodbye
So let your hair down, get out of that skirt
Oh but leave them high heels on
I'll be in the back on my black Cadillac
When Jesus finally comes to call His children home
So let your hair down, get out of that skirt
Oh but leave them high heels on
I'll be in the back on my black Cadillac
When Jesus finally comes to call His children home
Oh yeah, I'll be in the back on my black Cadillac
When Jesus finally comes to call His children home
Writer(s): Waylon Albright Jennings
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