Featured In
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sam Hunt
Vocals
Zach Crowell
Programming
Chris LaCorte
Programming
Kris Donegan
Electric Guitar
Devin Malone
Acoustic Guitar
Josh Osborne
Background Vocals
Aaron Sterling
Drums
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
Alex Wright
Synthesizer
David Davidson
Violin
Carole Rabinowitz
Cello
Kristin Wilkinson
Viola
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sam Hunt
Songwriter
Zach Crowell
Songwriter
Josh Osborne
Songwriter
Shane McAnally
Songwriter
David Davidson
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sam Hunt
Producer
Zach Crowell
Producer
Chris LaCorte
Producer
Jim Cooley
Mixing Engineer
Zach Kuhlman
Assistant Recording Engineer
Buckley Miller
Recording Engineer
Joel McKenney
Assistant Recording Engineer
King Henry
Additional Producer
Taylor Pollert
Recording Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
We parted ways in the summer
Told me goodbye through your tears
I used to run into you over Christmas, but I hadn't seen you in years
I used to think that I messed up
Wonder if I should've stayed
I thought I'd always regret letting you go, but all that regret went away
I saw your mama at Walmart with your little girl
She had your eyes and your smile, she had your nose and your lips
Somewhere in our little small town, small talk girl
Lost in the grocery aisle, holding a bag of some chips
I realize that everything happens for a reason
Losing your love ain't the end of the world
I saw your mama at Walmart with your little girl
Your little girl, your little girl
She asked me how I was doing
And I didn't know what to say
I kept replaying how you used to say that you wanted a family someday
Someday was just an illusion
When this town was all that we knew
You told me you'd never get over me, honestly part of me hoped it was true
I saw your mama at Walmart with your little girl
She had your eyes and your smile, she had your nose and your lips
Somewhere in our little small town, small talk girl
Lost in the grocery aisle, holding a bag of some chips
I realize that everything happens for a reason
Losing your love ain't the end of the world
I saw your mama at Walmart with your little girl
Your little girl, your little girl
I saw your mama at Walmart with your little girl
She had your eyes and your smile, she had your nose and your lips
Somewhere in our little small town, small talk girl
Lost in the grocery aisle, holding a bag of some chips
I realize that everything happens for a reason
And losing your love ain't the end of the world
I saw your mama at Walmart with your little girl
Your little girl
I saw your mama at Walmart with your little girl
Your little girl, your little girl
Written by: Josh Osborne, Sam Hunt, Shane McAnally, Zach Crowell