Featured In
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Kenny Chesney
Stimme und Gesang
John Hobbs
Klavier
Pat Buchanan
Gitarre
Randy McCormick
Orgel
Wyatt Beard
Begleitgesang
Tim Hensley
Begleitgesang
John Jorgenson
Gitarre
John Willis
Gitarre
Sean Paddock
Percussion/Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Kenny Chesney
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Kenny Chesney
Produzent:in
Buddy Cannon
Produzent:in
Billy Sherrill
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Kevin Beamish
Mischtechniker:in
Hiriam Williams
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Jake Burns
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Tony Castle
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Jack and Diane painted a picture of my life and my dreams
Suddenly this crazy world made more sense to me
Well, I heard it today and I couldn't help but sing along
'Cause every time I hear that song
[Chorus]
And I go back to a two-toned, short bed Chevy
Driving my first love out to the levee
Living life with no sense of time
And I go back to the feel of a fifty yard line
A blanket, a girl, some raspberry wine
Wishing time would stop right in its tracks
Every time I hear that song
I go back, I go back
[Verse 2]
I used to rock all night long to 'Keep On Rocking Me, Baby'
At frat parties, college bars, just trying to impress the ladies
Well, I heard it today and I couldn't help but sing along
'Cause every time I hear that song
[Chorus]
And I go back to the smell of an old gym floor
And the taste of salt on a Carolina shore
After graduation and drinking goodbye to friends
And I go back to watching summer fade to fall
Growing up too fast and I do recall
Wishing time would stop right in its tracks
Every time I hear that song
I go back, I go back
[Bridge]
We all have a song that somehow stamped our lives
Takes us to another place and time
[Chorus]
So I go back to a pew, preacher and a choir
Singing 'bout God, brimstone and fire
And the smell of Sunday chicken after church
And I go back to the loss of a real good friend
And the sixteen summers I've shared with him
Now 'Only The Good Die Young' stops me in my tracks
Every time I hear that song
I'll go back, I'll go back
[Outro]
To the feel of a fifty yard line, a blanket, a girl, some raspberry wine
I go back (I go back)
To watching summer fade to fall, growing up too fast and I do recall
I go back (I go back)
To the loss of a real good friend, and the sixteen summers I shared with him
I go back, I go back, I go back
Written by: Kenny Chesney