Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jay DeMarcus
Jay DeMarcus
Bass
Jerry McPherson
Jerry McPherson
Electric Guitar
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Electric Guitar
Jonathan Yudkin
Jonathan Yudkin
Fiddle
Lonnie Wilson
Lonnie Wilson
Drums
Steve Nathan
Steve Nathan
Keyboards
Gary LeVox
Gary LeVox
Lead Vocals
Joe Don Rooney
Joe Don Rooney
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeffrey Steele
Jeffrey Steele
Songwriter
Steve Robson
Steve Robson
Songwriter
Danny Wells
Danny Wells
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rascal Flatts
Rascal Flatts
Producer
Marty Williams
Marty Williams
Recording Engineer
Mark Bright
Mark Bright
Producer
Scott Kidd
Scott Kidd
Assistant Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Hey baby, is that you? Wow, your hair got so long Yeah, yeah, I love it, I really do "Norma Jean", ain't that the song we'd sing in the car? Driving downtown, top down, making the rounds Checking out the bands on Doheeney Avenue Yeah, life throws you curves But you learned to swerve Me, I swung and I missed and the next thing ya know I'm reminiscing Dreaming old dreams, wishing old wishes Like you would be back again I wake up in teardrops that fall down like rain I put on that old song we danced to and then I head off to my job Guess not much has changed Punch the clock, head for home Check the phone, just in case Go to bed, dream of you That's what I'm doing these days Yeah, that's what I'm doing Someone told me after college, you ran off to Vegas You married a rodeo cowboy Wow, that ain't the girl I knew Me, I've been a few places Mostly here and there, once or twice Still sortin' out life, but I'm doing alright Yeah, it's good to see you too Well, hey girl, you're late And those planes, they don't wait But if you ever come back around this sleepy old town Promise me you'll stop in to see an old friend And until then I wake up in teardrops that fall down like rain I put on that old song we danced to and then I head off to my job Guess not much has changed Punch the clock, head for home Check the phone, just in case Go to bed, dream of you That's what I'm doing these days These days I wake up in teardrops that fall down like rain I put on that old song we danced to and then I head off to my job Guess not much has changed Punch the clock, head for home Check the phone, just in case Go to bed, dream of you That's what I'm doing these I wake up in teardrops that fall down like rain I put on that old song we danced to and then I wake up in teardrops that fall down like rain I put on that old song we danced to and then I wake up in teardrops that fall down like rain I put on that old song we danced to and then
Writer(s): Stephen Paul Robson, Danny Mark Wells, Jeffrey Steele Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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