Clip vidéo

Clip vidéo

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Gillian Welch
Gillian Welch
Chant
David Rawlings
David Rawlings
Guitare acoustique
Sam Bacco
Sam Bacco
Percussion
Charlie Chadwick
Charlie Chadwick
Contrebasse
Matt Combs
Matt Combs
Instrument à cordes
Mike Rojas
Mike Rojas
Piano
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Glenn Ray Mcguirt
Glenn Ray Mcguirt
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Dan Auerbach
Dan Auerbach
Production
David Ferguson
David Ferguson
Production
Tyler Zwiep
Tyler Zwiep
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
M. Allen Parker
M. Allen Parker
Ingénierie de prise de son
Shawn Gough
Shawn Gough
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Alex Skelton
Alex Skelton
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Caleb Vanbuskirk
Caleb Vanbuskirk
Ingénierie
Jonny Ulman
Jonny Ulman
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
James McKinley
James McKinley
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Josh Ditty
Josh Ditty
Ingénierie
Trey Keller
Trey Keller
Ingénierie
Ryan Smith
Ryan Smith
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

[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
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