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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Toby Keith
Toby Keith
Lead Vocals
Clayton Ivey
Clayton Ivey
Keyboards
Glenn Worf
Glenn Worf
Bass Guitar
James Stroud
James Stroud
Percussion
Jerry McPherson
Jerry McPherson
Electric Guitar
John Wesley Ryles
John Wesley Ryles
Background Vocals
Julian King
Julian King
Percussion
Paul Franklin
Paul Franklin
Steel Guitar
Scott Emerick
Scott Emerick
Acoustic Guitar
Shannon Forrest
Shannon Forrest
Drums
Wes Hightower
Wes Hightower
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Scotty Emerick
Scotty Emerick
Songwriter
Toby Keith
Toby Keith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Toby Keith
Toby Keith
Producer
James Stroud
James Stroud
Producer
Ricky Cobble
Ricky Cobble
Recording Engineer
David Bryant
David Bryant
Assistant Recording Engineer
Julian King
Julian King
Mixing Engineer
Rich Hanson
Rich Hanson
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jake Burns
Jake Burns
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Hank Hiriam Williams
Hank Hiriam Williams
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Me and JB and Sonny, we grew up on the buddy plan Weren't we some bad mothers, closer than brothers Had a rockin' little three-piece band Yeah we wrote a lot of songs about women Then we tried to sing 'em pretty for the girls Pushin' everythin' we did to the limit Livin' right out on the edge of the world. I recall on summer night at a party We were sophomores hangin' out by the lake I got off on some wine with a waitress Sonny had a girlfriend that just couldn't wait JB hooked up around midnight With an ugly girl from up in the city He downed every can of beer in the cooler Just tryin' to drink that poor thing pretty. Hey me and the boys we made a lot of noise And we, sang all our songs for free We partied through college, acquired some knowledge Never did get a degree We did it our way lookin' back on the good days There's still not a lot I regret Nights I Can't Remember, Friends I'll Never Forget. I grew up and got married, took a job with the FPL Sonny's got a good life, a baby and a good wife And everyday he carries the mail JB is a cross-country trucker And he called last night from South Carolina He said I fallen in love with a waitress That I met at a Waffle House diner. He said the years seem to roll on faster Than they did back when we were kids Then we need us a break from the grindstone That's exactly what we did. We put in a phone call to Sonny Then we stayed out all night long We drank a few cold ones, then told a few old ones And sang another verse to the song. Yeah we were boys who made a lot of noise And we, sang all our songs for free We
Writer(s): Toby Keith, Scott Emerick Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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