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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Whiskeytown
Whiskeytown
Performer
Jim Scott
Jim Scott
Percussion
Ryan Adams
Ryan Adams
Vocals
Caitlin Cary
Caitlin Cary
Vocals
Crecencio Gonzalez
Crecencio Gonzalez
Trombone
Dan Navarro
Dan Navarro
Trumpet
Greg Leisz
Greg Leisz
Pedal Steel Guitar
Jeff Rice
Jeff Rice
Bass
Jim Goodwin
Jim Goodwin
Alto Saxophone
John Ginty
John Ginty
Organ
Phil Wandscher
Phil Wandscher
Electric Guitar
Pocket Horns
Pocket Horns
Horn
Rick Latina
Rick Latina
Pedal Steel Guitar
Steven Lee Terry
Steven Lee Terry
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Adams
Ryan Adams
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jim Scott
Jim Scott
Producer
Chris Stamey
Chris Stamey
Producer
Greg Elkins
Greg Elkins
Assistant Recording Engineer
Tim Harper
Tim Harper
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Well, excuse me if I break my own heart
It was mine from the finish I guess
It was mine from the start
The situation just don't seem so God damn smart
The situation is tearing me apart
So you'll have to excuse me if I break my own heart
Well, excuse me if I break my own heart tonight
Some things aren't born too strong
They have to learn how to fight
The situation keeps me drinking every God damn day and night
The situation don't seem so right
So excuse me if I break my own heart tonight
Well, excuse me if I break my own heart tonight
After all it was mine
If the rain falls down on your trailer park town
Let your eyes slip easy into mine
If the rain falls down on your trailer park town
Let your eyes slip easy into mine
You're on the road, but your diary entry reads blank
Is this some sort of joke to you?
Is this some sort of joke to you?
Well, excuse me if I break my own heart tonight
Well, excuse me if I break my own heart tonight
After all it was mine, it was mine
After all it was mine
Written by: Ryan Adams
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