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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kelsea Ballerini
Kelsea Ballerini
Lead Vocals
Alysa Vanderheym
Alysa Vanderheym
Programming
Dan Grech-Marguerat
Dan Grech-Marguerat
Programming
Todd Lombardo
Todd Lombardo
Acoustic Guitar
Aaron Sterling
Aaron Sterling
Drums
Derek Wells
Derek Wells
Electric Guitar
Craig Young
Craig Young
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kelsea Ballerini
Kelsea Ballerini
Songwriter
Alysa Vanderheym
Alysa Vanderheym
Songwriter
Jessie Jo Dillon
Jessie Jo Dillon
Songwriter
Karen Fairchild
Karen Fairchild
Songwriter
Hillary Lindsey
Hillary Lindsey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kelsea Ballerini
Kelsea Ballerini
Producer
Alysa Vanderheym
Alysa Vanderheym
Producer
Louis Remenapp
Louis Remenapp
Assistant Engineer
Mike Stankiewicz
Mike Stankiewicz
Recording Engineer
Chris Small
Chris Small
Editing Engineer
Dan Grech-Marguerat
Dan Grech-Marguerat
Mixing Engineer
Luke Burgoyne
Luke Burgoyne
Assistant Engineer
Seb Maletka-Catala
Seb Maletka-Catala
Assistant Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer
Luke Armentrout
Luke Armentrout
Assistant Engineer
Adam Battershell
Adam Battershell
Assistant Engineer
Joey Salit
Joey Salit
Assistant Engineer
Andrew Darby
Andrew Darby
Assistant Engineer
Taylor Chadwick
Taylor Chadwick
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

Sorry, Mom, I smelled like cigarettes And my eyes were casa red With a pounding in my head Showing up again on Sunday morning You just made the eggs and turned your head Sorry, Mom, you know that I had sex 'Fore I bought the white dress I know you're not impressed With my lack of sticking to the Bible Yeah, I got regrets, but you did your best I turned out alright So you can sleep good at night Maybe I ran all the red lights Maybe we got into a few fights It's a different cloth we cut But underneath, we're the same blood So I know it took a little tough love To become the woman that you're proud of Sorry, Mom, I didn't graduate After two years and some change And that money went to waste I know it wasn't cheap tuition There were dreams to chase And songs to play Sorry, Mom, I missed your 58th I was on another plane Going to another stage My priorities were out of balance You told me to go But wished I was home Now I turned out alright (alright) So you can sleep good at night (sleep good at night) Maybe I ran all the red lights And maybe we got into a few fights It's a different cloth we cut But underneath, we're the same blood So I know it took a little tough love To become the woman that you're proud of Sorry, Mom, ah La-la La-la La-la Now I turned out alright And we both sleep good at night I met a guy that we both like And I got a house with a porch light It's a different cloth we cut But underneath, we're the same blood So I know it took a little tough love To become the woman that you're proud of Sorry, Mom, ah Da-da-da-da-da-da-da La-la La-la
Writer(s): Jessie Jo Dillion, Hillary Lindsey, Karen Fairchild, Alysa Vanderheym, Kelsea Ballerini Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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