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By Brantley Gilbert, Growing up I was always mama’s angel
Never knew I’d ever
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By Brantley Gilbert, I found a box of memories,
read a letter,
dropped
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By Brantley Gilbert, How ya'll doing?
yeah My name is Colt ford
I
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By Brantley Gilbert, Saturday night my first high school dance
Showin' up late in
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By Brantley Gilbert, This city's looking like a ghost town
All the stores downtown
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By Brantley Gilbert, I had a buddy come down 'round last July
Called me
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By Brantley Gilbert, So man you think you wanna run whiskey
Well roll with
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By Brantley Gilbert, Grew up one state North of Kentucky
A Family far from
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By Brantley Gilbert, It’s all around town
Here’s ten cents for mistakes he’s made
It’s
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By Brantley Gilbert, I set out one night in the fast lane bound
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By Brantley Gilbert, yeah, i worked all week,
cleaned up, clean cut and clean
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By Brantley Gilbert, You aint nothin like your memory
at least it hangs
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By Brantley Gilbert, She's stopping by real late tonight, just to talk.
She said
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By Brantley Gilbert, I’m tired of this 9 to 5
8 hours feeling like
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By Brantley Gilbert, Amy’s got the letters I wrote
My picture in a
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By Brantley Gilbert, Grand daddy used to take me
Down town to the
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By Brantley Gilbert, She comes home late at night
Kicks her high heels off
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By Brantley Gilbert, You Aint Nothin Like Your Memory At Least It Hangs