Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gillian Welch
Vocals
David Rawlings
Acoustic Guitar
Sam Bacco
Percussion
Charlie Chadwick
Upright Bass
Matt Combs
String Instrument
Mike Rojas
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Glenn Ray Mcguirt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dan Auerbach
Producer
David Ferguson
Producer
Tyler Zwiep
Assistant Recording Engineer
M. Allen Parker
Recording Engineer
Shawn Gough
Assistant Recording Engineer
Alex Skelton
Assistant Recording Engineer
Caleb Vanbuskirk
Engineer
Jonny Ulman
Assistant Recording Engineer
James McKinley
Assistant Recording Engineer
Josh Ditty
Engineer
Trey Keller
Engineer
Ryan Smith
Mastering Engineer
Songtexte
[Verse 1]
I saw roses choking in the grass
Flicking pain in a broken window pane
The mail box barely standing by the driveway
And I can almost dream the name
[Verse 2]
The swing set and forgotten toys
Where little girls and boys played happy games
Everything I ever cared about is gone now
But the memories still remain
[Verse 3]
And the old man from the house across the street
Asked, "How's it going?"
And I said, "Fine"
The expression on his face would make you think
He could almost read my mind
And that Johnson boy from down the road
Was asking if the kids could come and play
Lord, I wish I could have told him yes
But I just said, "I guess, Son, not today"
[Verse 4]
Just came home to count the memories
I've been counting in my mind
Just came home to count the memories
Of a better day in time
[Verse 5]
And all the birds that sang such pretty songs
Aren't singing like they did when we were here
'Cause there's no happiness in news that gives somebody
That isn't close enough to care
[Verse 6]
So I picked a ragged daisy from this hole in the corner of the yard
He love me, he loves me not
No, I don't have to wonder anymore
[Verse 7]
Just came home to count the memories
I've been counting in my mind
Just came home to count the memories
Of a better day in time
Just came home to count the memories
Guess it's time to say goodbye
Written by: Glenn Ray

