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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Luke Combs
Lead Vocals
Jim "Moose" Brown
Keyboards
Jon Conley
Acoustic Guitar
Sol Philcox-Littlefield
Electric Guitar
Jonathan Singleton
Background Vocals
Chip Matthews
Background Vocals
Jerry Roe
Drums
Adam Shoenfeld
Electric Guitar
Steve Mackey
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Luke Combs
Songwriter
Randy Montana
Songwriter
Jonathan Singleton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Luke Combs
Producer
Jonathan Singleton
Producer
Chip Matthews
Mixing Engineer
Steve Blackmon
Recording Engineer
Zach Kuhlman
Assistant Engineer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
There's just one kind of coffee at the Café
A couple kinds of beer at Amaco
Where hard work pays and Jesus saves
Weekends come and hell gets raised
We don't need much, we can hunt, fish or grow
We like life that way
Sweet and slow and simple
Ain't for much we pray
'Cause all we need's a little
So just remember when you're drivin' through nowhere
To us that's the middle of somewhere
It may look like some empty off the interstate
Place between where you've been and where you go
The folks 'round here, we call it home
From the cradle to the stone
We don't mind, it's all we've ever known
We like life that way
Sweet and slow and simple
Ain't for much we pray
'Cause all we need's a little
So just remember when you're drivin' through nowhere
To us that's the middle of somewhere
I know it's just another drop in the ocean of map dots
But it means more than the world to us
'Cause we like life that way
Sweet and slow and simple
It ain't for much we pray
'Cause all we need's a little
So just remember when you're drivin' through nowhere
So just remember when you're drivin' through nowhere
To us that's the middle of somewhere
Out in the middle of somewhere
Writer(s): Jonathan David Singleton, Randy Montana, Luke Albert Combs
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