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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Guitar
Bruce Bouton
Bruce Bouton
Steel Guitar
Charlie Judge
Charlie Judge
Keyboards
Chris McHugh
Chris McHugh
Drums
Eric Darken
Eric Darken
Percussion
Gary LeVox
Gary LeVox
Vocals
Gordon Mote
Gordon Mote
Piano
Jay DeMarcus
Jay DeMarcus
Bass
Joe Don Rooney
Joe Don Rooney
Guitar
Jonathan Yudkin
Jonathan Yudkin
Mandolin
Paul Franklin
Paul Franklin
Steel Guitar
Tim Akers
Tim Akers
Keyboards
Tom Bukovac
Tom Bukovac
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Neil Thrasher
Neil Thrasher
Songwriter
Wendell Mobley
Wendell Mobley
Songwriter
Michael Dulaney
Michael Dulaney
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Justin Niebank
Justin Niebank
Mixing Engineer
Dann Huff
Dann Huff
Producer
Adam Ayan
Adam Ayan
Mastering Engineer
Christopher Rowe
Christopher Rowe
Editing Engineer
David Robinson
David Robinson
Assistant Recording Engineer
Drew Bollman
Drew Bollman
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Greg Lawrence
Greg Lawrence
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jeff Balding
Jeff Balding
Recording Engineer
Mark Hagen
Mark Hagen
Recording Engineer
Mills Logan
Mills Logan
Recording Engineer
Rascal Flatts
Rascal Flatts
Producer
Todd Tidwell
Todd Tidwell
Assistant Recording Engineer

Songtexte

Grandma burned the biscuits Nearly took the house down with it Now she's in assisted livin' We all knew that day would come We knew she was too gone to drive The day she parked on I-65 Found her on the shoulder, cryin' She didn't know where she was It's like her mind just quit Oh, but bring up grandpa It's like someone flipped a switch A front porch light and a blue Desota Couple of straws in a Coca-Cola You can see it all goin' down A handsome boy in army green A tear on his face, down on a knee Shaky voice, a diamond ring She'll put you in that town Tomorrow, she won't remember what she did today But just ask her about Ellsworth, Kansas, 1948 She takes out his medals A cigar box of letters Sits and scatters pictures Black and whites of days gone by We started losin' her when she lost him But to hear her carry on, you'd swear she's seventeen again Football games and leaves a'cracklin' Walkin' her home in his letter jacket You can see it all goin' down A perfect night on a front porch glider Saying goodnight for the next three hours Her tired eyes grow wide and bright When she talks about that town Tomorrow, she won't remember what she did today But just ask her about Ellsworth, Kansas, 1948 While the world is fading all around her Sharin' a sundae at the counter He's goin' on and on about her Bet she's right there right now Tomorrow, she won't remember what she did today But just ask her about Ellsworth, Kansas, 1948
Writer(s): Neil Thrasher, Michael William Dulaney, Wendell Mobley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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