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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lee Brice
Lee Brice
Lead Vocals
Ben Glover
Ben Glover
Acoustic Guitar
Kris Donegan
Kris Donegan
Acoustic Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joe Leathers
Joe Leathers
Songwriter
Kyle Jacobs
Kyle Jacobs
Songwriter
Kenneth Mobley Brice
Kenneth Mobley Brice
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lee Brice
Lee Brice
Producer
Kyle Jacobs
Kyle Jacobs
Producer
Adam Ayan
Adam Ayan
Mastering Engineer
Ben Glover
Ben Glover
Producer
Cody LaBella
Cody LaBella
Engineer
Dallan Beck
Dallan Beck
Editing Engineer
Dave Clauss
Dave Clauss
Mixing Engineer
Sean R. Badum
Sean R. Badum
Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I appreciate y'all, yeah I really do
Brought all these flowers
In your black dresses and suits
But y'all know me and you know the truth
That ain't me in that box there in front of you
Can I just get an amen and y'all just get outta here
I got the best view ever now that I'm way up here
Joking 'round with Jesus, catching up with Grandpa
Hurry up preacher, I'm telling y'all
[Verse 2]
You should be fishing
With a cold beer in your hand
Instead of missing me here
Y'all should be missing me there, high up in your deer stand
Save my truck and save my guns
And when they're old enough, give 'em to my sons
Don't let this stained glass shine on y'all too long today
And save the roses, save the roses
Don't waste them on me
[Verse 3]
Tell who you love, how much you love 'em
Don't just say it, no you gotta show 'em
Every chance you get, to get to know her better
Remember forever don't last forever
Take it from me and my brand new point of view
The biggest regret of your life
Won't be what you did
It'll be what you didn't do
[Verse 4]
You should be fishing
With a cold beer in your hand
Instead of missing me here
Y'all should be missing me there, high up in your deer stand
Save my truck and save my guns
And when they're old enough, give 'em to my sons
Don't let this stained glass shine on y'all too long today
Time is so precious, it ain't gonna wait
[Verse 5]
You should be fishing
With a cold beer in your hand
Instead of missing me here
Y'all should be missing me there, high up in your deer stand
Save my truck and save my guns
And when they're old enough, give 'em to my sons
Don't let this stained glass shine on y'all too long today
And save the roses, save the roses
Save the roses
Don't waste them on me
Don't waste them on me
Written by: Joe Leathers, Kenneth Brice, Kyle Jacobs, Lee Brice
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