Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kenny Chesney
Kenny Chesney
Vocals
John Hobbs
John Hobbs
Piano
Pat Buchanan
Pat Buchanan
Guitar
Randy McCormick
Randy McCormick
Organ
Wyatt Beard
Wyatt Beard
Background Vocals
Tim Hensley
Tim Hensley
Background Vocals
John Jorgenson
John Jorgenson
Guitar
John Willis
John Willis
Guitar
Sean Paddock
Sean Paddock
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kenny Chesney
Kenny Chesney
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kenny Chesney
Kenny Chesney
Producer
Buddy Cannon
Buddy Cannon
Producer
Billy Sherrill
Billy Sherrill
Recording Engineer
Kevin Beamish
Kevin Beamish
Mixing Engineer
Hank Hiriam Williams
Hank Hiriam Williams
Mastering Engineer
Jake Burns
Jake Burns
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Tony Castle
Tony Castle
Additional Engineer

Lyrics

Jack and Diane painted a picture of my life and my dreams Suddenly this crazy world made more sense to me Well, I heard it today, and I couldn't help but sing along 'Cause every time I hear that song An' I go back to a two toned short bed Chevy Drivin' my first love out to the levy Livin' life with no sense of time An' I go back to the feel of a 50-yard line A blanket, a girl, some raspberry wine Wishin' time would stop right in its tracks Every time I hear that song I'll go back, I'll go back I used to rock all night long to, "Keep On Rockin' Me Baby" Frat parties, college bars, just tryin' to impress the ladies Well, I heard it today, and I couldn't help but sing along 'Cause every time I hear that song An' I go back to the smell of an old gym floor The taste of salt on the Carolina shore After graduation and drinkin' goodbye to friends And I go back to watchin' summer fade to fall Growin' up too fast and I do recall Wishin' time would stop right in its tracks Every time I hear that song I'll go back, I'll go back We all have a song that somehow stamped our lives Takes us to another place and time So I go back to a pew, preacher, and a choir Singin' 'bout God, brimstone, and fire And the smell of Sunday chicken after church And I go back to the loss of a real good friend And the 16 summers I shared with him Now "Only The Good Die Young" stops me in my tracks Every time I hear that song I'll go back, I'll go back To the feel of a 50-yard line A blanket, a girl, some raspberry wine I'll go back (I'll go back) To watchin' summer fade to fall Growin' up too fast and I do recall I'll go back (I'll go back) To the loss of a real good friend And the sixteen summers I shared with him I'll go back I'll go back, I'll go back
Writer(s): Kenny A. Chesney Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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