More songs by Margo Price
Description
Recording Engineer, Producer, Mixing Engineer: Matt Ross-Spang
Recording Second Engineer: Phillip Smith
Recording Second Engineer: Bryce Jordan
Recording Second Engineer: Connor Theriot
Mastering Engineer: Kim Rosen
Composer Lyricist, Vocalist: Margo Price
Background Vocalist: Kristin Webber
Composer Lyricist: Jeremy Ivey
Lyrics and translation
Original
I walked out on my job, drove across the Delta.
I had to be close to you.
Rolled the windows down, singing to Lucinda.
I had to be close to you.
I didn't wanna hear what my mama would say.
I didn't care if I was pissing my money away.
All I knew, I had to be close to you.
I left my phone in a truck stop diner.
I had to be close to you.
I honked my horn at the Tennessee border.
I had to be close to you.
Knocked on your door and kissed your mouth.
I squeezed you tight and I said it out loud.
One thing's for certain, I had to be close to you.
Close to you, all the dead ends I've been down so long.
Close to you, nowhere else that I belong.
Went down to the pub to buy a couple rounds.
I had to be close to you.
Shot some darts while the rain came down.
I had to be close to you.
Talked about Heaven and we talked about Hell.
We played the jukebox while democracy fell.
Waltzed across the floor.
I had to be close to you.
We paid our tab, stumbled outside. I had to be close to you.
Your leather jacket was soaking wet. I had to be close to you.
No one else could understand how you pull me in with your calloused hands.
And the way it feels, I had to be close to you.
Close to you, all the dead ends I've been down so long.
Close to you, nowhere else that I belong.
Walked out on my job, drove across the Delta.
I had to be close to you.
English translation
I walked out on my job, drove across the Delta.
I had to be close to you.
Rolled the windows down, singing to Lucinda.
I had to be close to you.
I didn't wanna hear what my mama would say.
I didn't care if I was pissing my money away.
All I knew, I had to be close to you.
I left my phone in a truck stop diner.
I had to be close to you.
I honked my horn at the Tennessee border.
I had to be close to you.
Knocked on your door and kissed your mouth.
I squeezed you tight and I said it out loud.
One thing's for certain, I had to be close to you.
Close to you, all the dead ends I've been down so long.
Close to you, nowhere else that I belong.
Went down to the pub to buy a couple rounds.
I had to be close to you.
Shot some darts while the rain came down.
I had to be close to you.
Talked about Heaven and we talked about Hell.
We played the jukebox while democracy fell.
Waltzed across the floor.
I had to be close to you.
We paid our tab, stumbled outside. I had to be close to you.
Your leather jacket was soaking wet. I had to be close to you.
No one else could understand how you pull me in with your calloused hands.
And the way it feels, I had to be close to you.
Close to you, all the dead ends I've been down so long.
Close to you, nowhere else that I belong.
Walked out on my job, drove across the Delta.
I had to be close to you.