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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alan Jackson
Alan Jackson
Performer
Scott Coney
Scott Coney
Acoustic Guitar
Adam Steffey
Adam Steffey
Mandolin
Tim Crouch
Tim Crouch
Fiddle
Rob Ickes
Rob Ickes
Dobro
Sammy Shelor
Sammy Shelor
Banjo
Don Rigsby
Don Rigsby
Background Vocals
Ronnie Bowman
Ronnie Bowman
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Wright
Adam Wright
Composer
Shannon Wright
Shannon Wright
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Keith Stegall
Keith Stegall
Producer
Adam Wright
Adam Wright
Producer
John Kelton
John Kelton
Mixing Engineer
Travis Humbert
Travis Humbert
Assistant Recording Engineer
Hank Williams
Hank Williams
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

The things you taught me just a little while
Would've taken me a hundred years
I can't imagine traveling these miles
Without somebody like you here
I guess I knew all along, he'd take his angels home
Because he loves them too much to let them stay
I guess I knew all along, he'd take his angels home
But I didn't know it was going to be today
I remember the places that we've been
The little things we used to do
Looking back now that's when I began
To realize that I'm a lot like you
Friends and family help to pass the time
I'm thumbing through pictures of you
Feeling lonesome, missing you and crying
That's not what you'd want me to do
Written by: Adam Wright, Shannon Wright
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