Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Riley Green
Vocals
Dann Huff
Electric Guitar
David Lyndon Huff
Programming
Josh Reedy
Background Vocals
Justin Niebank
Programming
Kris Donegan
Acoustic Guitar
Rob McNelley
Electric Guitar
Dan Dugmore
Steel Guitar
Ilya Toshinskiy
Banjo
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass
Charlie Judge
Hammond Organ
Jerry Roe
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Riley Green
Songwriter
Erik Dylan
Songwriter
Jonathan Singleton
Songwriter
Nick Walsh
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dann Huff
Producer
Zach Kuhlman
Assistant Recording Engineer
Buckley Miller
Recording Engineer
David Lyndon Huff
Editing Engineer
Chris Small
Editing Engineer
Josh Reedy
Additional Engineer
Justin Niebank
Mixing Engineer
Drew Bollman
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Adam Ayan
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Girl, I always pictured it'd be pourin' down rain
With old Hank singin' some song about trains
And midnight taillights tearin' down a highway
Or some other heart broke cliché
But there's nothin' but blue skies, far as I can see
You picked a damn good day to leave me
Sittin' here, cooler full of keystone
Nothin' to do but fish all day long
Pocket full of three-day weekend money
Ain't a heartbreak cloud in the forecast, honey
I hate to see you go, but if you ask me
You picked a damn good day to leave
Well, how in the hell can I watch the big game
Without me having you here to complain?
And how am I gonna do anything now
Without you here telling me how?
Guess it could be worse, hell, it's 75 degrees
You picked a damn good day to leave me
Sittin' here, cooler full of keystone
Nothin' to do but fish all day long
A pocket full of three-day weekend money
Ain't a heartbreak cloud in the forecast, honey
I hate to see you go, but if you ask me
You picked a damn good day to leave
No doubt
Damn good day to leave
I guess I'll miss the bachelorette, well, what a shame
But Channel 8's about to marathon John Wayne
You picked a damn good day to leave me
Sittin' here, cooler full of keystone
Nothin' to do but fish all day long
Pocket full of three-day weekend money
Ain't a heartbreak cloud in the forecast, honey
I hate to see you go, but if you ask me
You picked a damn good day to leave
(Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh)
Yeah, it was a mighty fine day to leave
(Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh)
Writer(s): Nickolas Kaden Walsh, Riley Green, Jonathan Singleton, Erik Anderson
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