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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Tim McGraw
Tim McGraw
Voix principales
Lonnie Wilson
Lonnie Wilson
Batterie
Steve Nathan
Steve Nathan
Piano
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Rick Ferrell
Rick Ferrell
Paroles/Composition
Keith Follese
Keith Follese
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Tim McGraw
Tim McGraw
Production
Byron Gallimore
Byron Gallimore
Production
Chris Lord-Alge
Chris Lord-Alge
Ingénierie de mixage
Doug Sax
Doug Sax
Ingénierie de mastérisation
James Stroud
James Stroud
Production
John Van Nest
John Van Nest
Ingénierie de montage
Julian King
Julian King
Ingénierie
Mike Dy
Mike Dy
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Rich Hanson
Rich Hanson
Ingénierie
Rob Hoffman
Rob Hoffman
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage

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It was Labor Day weekend, I was 17 I bought a Coke and some gasoline And I drove out to the county fair When I saw her for the first time She was standing there in the ticket line And it all started right then and there Oh, a sailor sky made a perfect sunset And that's the day I'll never forget I had a barbecue stain on my white t-shirt She was killing me in that miniskirt Skippin' rocks on the river by the railroad tracks She had a suntan line and red lipstick I worked so hard for that first kiss And a heart don't forget something like that Well it was five years later on a southbound plane I was headed down to New Orleans To meet some friends of mine for the Mardi Gras When I heard a voice from the past Comin' from a few rows back And when I looked, I couldn't believe just what I saw She said, "I bet you don't remember me" And I said, "Only every other memory" I had a barbecue stain on my white t-shirt You were killing me in that miniskirt Skippin' rocks on the river by the railroad tracks You had a suntan line and red lipstick I worked so hard for that first kiss And a heart don't forget something like that Like an old photograph Time can make a feeling fade But the memory of a first love Never fades away I had a barbecue stain on my white t-shirt She was killing me in that miniskirt Skippin' rocks on the river by the railroad tracks She had a sun tan line and red lipstick I worked so hard for that first kiss A heart don't forget, no a heart don't forget I said a heart don't forget something like that Oh, not something like that
Writer(s): Keith Charles Follese' Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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