Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hayes Carll
Vocals
Pat Buchanan
Guitar
Al Perkins
Dobro
Fats Kaplin
Dobro
Brad Fordham
Bass Guitar
Lisa Pankratz
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hayes Carll
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brad Jones
Producer
Marc Primeau
Assistant Recording Engineer
Richard Dodd
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
I saw you leanin' on a memory
With your back turned to the crowd
In that little bar on Murphy
Where they play guitar too loud
There were people drinkin' whiskey
There were hearts about to leave
It was cold as hell for Houston
It was almost new year's eve
All the way from Beaumont
With a white rose in my hand
I could not wait forever babe
I hope you understand
Ah the night was feelin' lucky
So I asked you to dance
And the way you looked up at me
Made me think I had a chance
When I put my arms around you
I knew you weren't givin' in
I hope it will be different
If I pass this way again
All the way from Beaumont
With a white rose in my hand
I could not wait forever babe
I hope you understand
I walked the road to get here
With a guitar and a case
I'd stopped in Pasadena
If I had known about this place
But you looked like forever
Where the water meets the shore
I've been thinkin' about you baby
I can't do that anymore
I saw you leanin' on a memory
With your back turned to the crowd
In that little bar on Murphy
Where they play guitar too loud
There were people drinkin' whiskey
There were hearts about to leave
It was cold as hell for Houston
It was almost New Year's Eve
All the way from Beaumont
With a white rose in my hand
I could not wait forever babe
I hope you understand
All the way from Beaumont
With a white rose in my hand
I could not wait forever babe
I hope you understand
Written by: Hayes Carll