Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
George Strait
Vocals
Curtis "Mr. Harmony" Young
Background Vocals
David Hungate
Bass Guitar
Eddie Bayers
Drums
Floyd Domino
Piano
Johnny Gimble
Fiddle
Liana Young
Background Vocals
Paul Franklin
Steel Guitar
Reggie Young
Electric Guitar
Steve Gibson
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tony Martin
Songwriter
Troy Glenn Martin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
George Strait
Producer
Jimmy Bowen
Producer
Bob Bullock
Recording Engineer
John Guess
Mixing Engineer
Glenn Meadows
Mastering Engineer
Julian King
Mixing Engineer
Ron Treat
Recording Engineer
Russ Martin
Recording Engineer
Sheila Mann
Engineer
Tim Kish
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
What a rotten day this turned out to be
I still can't believe she'd leave so easily
She just got all her things, threw 'em into a pile
Then she loaded her car and said after a while
She'd done this before, but this time she didnt cry
That's why i'm sittin' on the front steps, starin' down the road
Wondering if she'll come back this time, i dont know
After she packed when she looked back
There were no tears in her eyes, and that's got me worried
Thinkin' maybe my baby's gotten good at goodbye
All the times before' she'd break down and cry
She'd make her threats, but her heart wasn't set on goodbye
She just wanetd me to hear what she had to say
Now i'm lost for words, saying she went away
She may not return for this time she didn't cry
That's why i'm sittin' on the front steps, starin' down the road
Wondering if she'll come back this time, i dont know
After she packed when she looked back
There were no tears in her eyes, and that's got me worried
Thinkin' maybe my baby's gotten good at goodbye
Writer(s): Tony Martin, Troy Martin
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