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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
Tom Bukovac
Tom Bukovac
Electric Guitar
Jimmy Nichols
Jimmy Nichols
Piano
Charlie Judge
Charlie Judge
Programming
Eric Darken
Eric Darken
Percussion
Mike Johnson
Mike Johnson
Steel Guitar
Wes Hightower
Wes Hightower
Background Vocals
Jonathan Yudkin
Jonathan Yudkin
Fiddle
Gordie Sampson
Gordie Sampson
Acoustic Guitar
Chris McHugh
Chris McHugh
Drums
Hillary Lindsey
Hillary Lindsey
Background Vocals
Aubrey Haynie
Aubrey Haynie
Fiddle
Paul Franklin
Paul Franklin
Steel Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gordie Sampson
Gordie Sampson
Songwriter
Hillary Lindsey
Hillary Lindsey
Songwriter
Steve McEwan
Steve McEwan
Songwriter
Jonathan Yudkin
Jonathan Yudkin
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark Bright
Mark Bright
Producer
Derek Bason
Derek Bason
Mixing Engineer
Chris Ashburn
Chris Ashburn
Assistant Engineer
J.R. Rodriguez
J.R. Rodriguez
Additional Engineer
Todd Tidwell
Todd Tidwell
Assistant Engineer
Aaron Kasdorf
Aaron Kasdorf
Assistant Engineer
Hank Williams
Hank Williams
Mastering Engineer
Kirsten Wines
Kirsten Wines
Assistant Producer
Nathan Dickinson
Nathan Dickinson
Additional Engineer

Lyrics

It was two weeks after the day she turned eighteen All dressed in white Going to the church that night She had his box of letters in the passenger seat Sixpence in a shoe, something borrowed, something blue And when the church doors opened up wide She put her veil down Trying to hide the tears Oh, she just couldn't believe it She heard the trumpets from the military band And the flowers fell out of her hands Baby, why'd you leave me? Why'd you have to go? I was counting on forever, now I'll never know I can't even breathe It's like I'm looking from a distance Standing in the background Everybody's saying, "He's not coming home now." This can't be happening to me This is just a dream The preacher man said, "Let us bow our heads and pray Lord please lift his soul, and heal this hurt." Then the congregation all stood up and sang The saddest song that she ever heard Then they handed her a folded up flag And she held on to all she had left of him Oh, and what could have been And then the guns rang one last shot And it felt like a bullet in her heart Baby, why'd you leave me? Why'd you have to go? I was counting on forever, now I'll never know I can't even breathe It's like I'm looking from a distance Standing in the background Everybody's saying, "He's not coming home now." This can't be happening to me This is just a dream Baby, why'd you leave me? Why'd you have to go? I was counting on forever, now I'll never know Oh, I'll never know It's like I'm looking from a distance Standing in the background Everybody's saying, "He's not coming home now." This can't be happening to me This is just a dream Oh, this is just a dream Just a dream Yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Hillary Lindsey, Gordie Sampson, Steven Mcewan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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