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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tim McGraw
Tim McGraw
Lead Vocals
Lonnie Wilson
Lonnie Wilson
Drums
Steve Nathan
Steve Nathan
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rick Ferrell
Rick Ferrell
Songwriter
Keith Follese
Keith Follese
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tim McGraw
Tim McGraw
Producer
Byron Gallimore
Byron Gallimore
Producer
Chris Lord-Alge
Chris Lord-Alge
Mixing Engineer
Doug Sax
Doug Sax
Mastering Engineer
James Stroud
James Stroud
Producer
John Van Nest
John Van Nest
Editing Engineer
Julian King
Julian King
Engineer
Mike Dy
Mike Dy
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Rich Hanson
Rich Hanson
Engineer
Rob Hoffman
Rob Hoffman
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

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
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