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After 17
4,059
Country
After 17 was released on March 30, 2010 by Arista Nashville as a part of the album Freight Train
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Release DateMarch 30, 2010
LabelArista Nashville
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM129

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alan Jackson
Alan Jackson
Vocals
Eddie Bayers Jr.
Eddie Bayers Jr.
Drums
Brent Mason
Brent Mason
Electric Guitar
John Wesley Ryles
John Wesley Ryles
Background Vocals
Paul Franklin
Paul Franklin
Steel Guitar
Glenn Worf
Glenn Worf
Bass
Rhonda Vincent
Rhonda Vincent
Background Vocals
Stuart Duncan
Stuart Duncan
Fiddle
Bruce Watkins
Bruce Watkins
Acoustic Guitar
Keith Stegall
Keith Stegall
Piano
Greenwood Hart
Greenwood Hart
Acoustic Guitar
Gary Primo
Gary Primo
Keyboards
Hargus Robbins
Hargus Robbins
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alan Jackson
Alan Jackson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Keith Stegall
Keith Stegall
Producer
Williams Hank
Williams Hank
Mastering Engineer
John Kelton
John Kelton
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Her right hand closed the front porch door
Suddenly a child no more
All the ribbons all the bows in a box now on her closet floor
Anxious for what's to come
Afraid to leave a place she loves
She's not a woman not a girl
Trying to find her place in this crazy world
Meet a lover make a friend
Try and figure out what this life really means
After 17
Broken hearts and rusted dreams
Sometimes make it hard to leave and
Certainty is out of reach even with some self believe
So she bites her lip and shows a smile
Flips her hair and flaunts her style
She's not a woman not a girl
Trying to find her place in this crazy world
Meet a lover make a friend
Try and figure out what this life really means
After 17
Her memories she stowed away
Pulls them out on rainy days
And brand new faces take their place beside the ones
That never fade she's strong and fragile, weak and smart
Whatever the cost she plays the part
She's not a woman not a girl
Trying to find her place in this crazy world
Meet a lover make a friend
Try and figure out what this life really means
After 17
Her right hand closed the front porch door
And suddenly a child no more
Written by: Alan Jackson
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