Produced by: John Maksym & Siegfried Meier
Mixed by: Shawn Moore
Mastered by: Siegfried Meier at Beach Road Mastering
Engineered by: Siegfried Meier at The Cat Box
Additional Engineering by: Dimitri LeBel at DLA Studio
Additional Engineering by: Travis Switzer
Additional Engineering by: Adam Fiasco at Adam Fiasco Productions
Additional Engineering by: John Maksym at Close to Home Recordings
Additional Engineering by: Siegfried Meier at Beach Road Studios

Lyrics & Music by: John Maksym (SOCAN)
Musical Arrangement by: John Maksym

Lead Vocals, Guitar, and Acoustic Guitar by: John Maksym
Drums and Additional Vocals by: Fadi Khoshaba
Bass by: Travis Switzer
Lead Guitar, Lap Steel, and Banjo by: Dimitri LeBel
Additional Vocals by: Adam Fiasco
Additional Vocals by: Harley Olivia
Gang vocals by: Harley Olivia, Siegfried Meier, Fadi Khoshaba, and John Maksym


Artwork Conceptual Design by: John Maksym
Cover Art Designed by: Lejla Ahmedspahić
Rocking Chair Photo by: Markus Spiske
Lyrics & Credits Page Layout by: Craig Cirinelli at HOUSEWITHOUTWALLS DESIGN

Executive Producer: John Maksym
© ℗ 2020 John Maksym, under exclusive license to Close to Home Recordings

Lyrics

When I’m finally sittin’ in the old man's chair
Rockin’ back and forth, lookin’ worse for wear
Fulfillment stretched from ear-to-ear
Glass in hand, I’ll be thinkin’ ‘bout love
Drinkin’ and thinkin’ ‘bout love

Live a good damn life, no regrets or fear
And when my time is up, I’ll be thinkin’ ‘bout

Love
I’ll be thinkin’ ‘bout love
Drinkin’ and thinkin’ ‘bout love
I’ll be thinkin’ ‘bout love
Drinkin’ and thinkin’ ‘bout love

When I’ve lost my way down the winding road
And the map’s being drawn up as I go
Find myself at another fork
Take a swig for courage, I’ll be thinkin’ ‘bout love
Drinkin’ and thinkin’ ‘bout love

A risk leading to an impending doom
Is a life worth living, I said a life worth living, and I’ll be thinkin’ ‘bout

Love
I’ll be thinkin’ ‘bout love
Drinkin’ and thinkin’ ‘bout love
I’ll be thinkin’ ‘bout love
I’ll be thinkin’ ‘bout love
I’ll be thinkin’ ‘bout love

I’ve been chasing you through the rain
Now my boots are muddy and my pride is strained
And my heart’s so heavy, I can’t bear the weight
Of another cold lonely night (hey! hey! hey!)
Now my palms are sweaty and my patience drained
And my armor’s cracked, but the scars look great
The whisky burnin’ down the memories
So I’ll keep drinkin’ but I’ll quit thinkin’ ‘bout love

I’ll quit thinkin’ ‘bout love
I’ll quit thinkin’ ‘bout love
I’ll quit thinkin’ ‘bout love
For now…

Love
I’ll be thinkin’ ‘bout love
Drinkin’ and thinkin’ ‘bout love
I’ll be thinkin’ ‘bout love
I’ll be thinkin’ ‘bout love (I’ll be thinkin’ ‘bout love)
(I’ll be thinkin’ ‘bout) I’ll be thinkin’ ‘bout love
I’ll be thinkin’ ‘bout love