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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Lance Roark
Lance Roark
Leadgesang
Andrew Bair
Andrew Bair
Klavier
Jake Lynn
Jake Lynn
Schlagzeug
Andrew Perusi
Andrew Perusi
Bassgitarre
Cooper Waugh
Cooper Waugh
Akustische Gitarre
Tony Spatz
Tony Spatz
Geige
Hank Early
Hank Early
Dobro
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Lance Roark
Lance Roark
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Andrew Bair
Andrew Bair
Produzent:in
Trent Bell
Trent Bell
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

There's a note hanging off a dogwood branch
I never called and I never showed up
Left you hanging with the wind and the leaves
That night
I was off in the world in a real bad way
said you'd forgive me said that you'd stay
But the guilt of a lover being lost
Could make you cry
So I settled on the ridge out at sparrow hawk
Sealing the fate of our love with a quarter toss
I'm sure we could talk and make out
Just fine
Now this cross I bare is mine alone
And you know me I ain't gotta home
Full of all the things I need
To ease a mind.
If you called me I'd just hang up the line
I guess we coulda been somethin
We coulda burned it down
Why did we ever stop here in a little ole town
But now the heartache has started
The wheels have turned
And the only thing left is a memory burned
We were a 90s Crown Vic on the interstate
Turnin the knob on a radio date
Lost in the covers in the mornin
While it rained
I was getting to close to lovin you
Boys like me thats whatcha don't do
Did your momma every tell you
All I cause is pain
Oh but all you ever asked for was my name
I guess we coulda been somethin
We coulda burned it down
Why did we ever stop here in a little ole town
But now the heartache has started
The wheels have turned
Now the only thing now is a memory burned
There's time where I felt like callin
Sometimes I'd cuss the moon
Time's where I felt like cryin
Sometimes I'd forget about you
Things like this dont last
But things like this damn hurt
I hope you know that I loved you darlin
I just couldn't come down to earth
No I couldn't come back down to earth
I guess we coulda been somethin
We coulda made a stand
Sometimes life comes along just to wreck your plans
Now the heartache has started
The years have turned
Now the only thing left is a memory burned
The only thing left is a memory burned
The only thing left is a memory burned
The only thing left is a memory burned
Written by: Lance Roark
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