Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sammy Kershaw
Sammy Kershaw
Performer
Eddie Bayers
Eddie Bayers
Drums
Glenn Worf
Glenn Worf
Electric Bass Guitar
Brent Mason
Brent Mason
Electric Guitar
John Willis
John Willis
Acoustic Guitar
Paul Franklin
Paul Franklin
Steel Guitar
Pig Robbins
Pig Robbins
Piano
John Wesley Ryles
John Wesley Ryles
Background Vocals
Glen Duncan
Glen Duncan
Fiddle
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tim Nichols
Tim Nichols
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Keith Stegall
Keith Stegall
Producer
John Kelton
John Kelton
Mixing Engineer
Craig White
Craig White
Assistant Recording Engineer
Mark Ralston
Mark Ralston
Assistant Recording Engineer
Steve Lowery
Steve Lowery
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Paula Montondo
Paula Montondo
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Ain't nothing so precious as a firstborn child What to call their little angel they wanted for a while Your dear Mama Violet, your proud Daddy Dale I know when they named ya, they surely meant well But Vidalia, Vidalia Girl, won't you tell me why? Sweet Vidalia You always gotta make me cry I never paid no attention to a girl before 'Til the day I saw you standin' in the Sunday school door One boy sorta snickered when the roll was read 'Til you laid the word of God upside of his head Vidalia, Vidalia Girl, won't you tell me why? Sweet Vidalia You always gotta make me cry When I try to get too close Seems like we've always been almost Just one step or two away from true love Well, I love the way you walk, I love the way you kiss I love to get away with you alone like this If I could just mention, just one little thing Vidalia, would ya stop livin' up to your name? Vidalia, Vidalia Girl, won't you tell me why? Sweet Vidalia You always gotta make me cry Vidalia Girl, won't you tell me why? Sweet Vidalia You always gotta make me cry You always gotta make me cry You always gotta make me cry You always gotta make me cry
Writer(s): Mark Daniel Sanders, Tim J. Nichols Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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