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The Best of Me
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jason Aldean
Jason Aldean
Vocals
Adam Shoenfeld
Adam Shoenfeld
Electric Guitar
Billy Panda
Billy Panda
Acoustic Guitar
Kurt Allison
Kurt Allison
Electric Guitar
Liana Manis
Liana Manis
Background Vocals
Michael "Mike Dee" Johnson
Michael "Mike Dee" Johnson
Steel Guitar
Mike Rojas
Mike Rojas
Piano
Neil Thrasher
Neil Thrasher
Background Vocals
Rich Redmond
Rich Redmond
Drums
Tony Harrell
Tony Harrell
Piano
Tully Kennedy
Tully Kennedy
Bass Guitar
Wes Hightower
Wes Hightower
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jim Collins
Jim Collins
Composer
Neil Thrasher
Neil Thrasher
Composer
Wendell Mobley
Wendell Mobley
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Knox
Michael Knox
Producer
Brandon Epps
Brandon Epps
Editing Engineer
Peter Coleman
Peter Coleman
Recording Engineer
Richard Dodd
Richard Dodd
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I found a box of memories Read a letter, dropped a tear where you signed your name And turnin' the page smearing the ink and the love always Girl, I always start this way Then I end up in a bottle screaming out your name And punching the walls, carrying on like I've gone insane In the mirror, I can see the man that just shook his head with no remorse Watched an angel crying tears packing all her things as she walked out the door 'Cause there ain't nothing like a memory When it's coming on strong like a hurricane How can love like that just up and walk away It's killing me baby It's got me pouring up another drink Bourbons hittin' me hard like a freight train With my back against a wall or on my knees When the worst of your memory gets the best of me I remember it all too well Riding 441 down to Milledgeville Crossing the as the sun set on lake St. Claire I couldn't wait to see your smile, but all I saw was tears in your pretty eyes That said it all, it was all down hill from there And I remember you saying baby, please don't give up on me All but baby this stubborn man is gonna line the bed he made 'Cause there ain't nothing like a memory When it's coming on strong like a hurricane How can love like that just up and walk away It's killing me baby It's got me pouring up another drink Bourbons hittin' me hard like a freight train With my back against a wall or on my knees When the worst of your memory gets the best of me 'Cause there ain't nothing like a memory When it's coming on strong like a hurricane How can love like that just up and walk away It's killing me baby It's got me pouring up another drink Bourbons hittin' me hard like a freight train With my back against a wall or on my knees When the worst of your memory gets the best of me
Writer(s): Brantley Keith Gilbert Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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