Music Video

Reed Foley - Ain't What It Was (Official Video)
Watch Reed Foley - Ain't What It Was (Official Video) on YouTube

Featured In

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Reed Foley
Reed Foley
Performer
Tom Bukovac
Tom Bukovac
Electric Guitar
Chris McHugh
Chris McHugh
Drums
Bruce Bouton
Bruce Bouton
Pedal Steel Guitar
Brandon Hood
Brandon Hood
Banjo
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Reed Foley
Reed Foley
Songwriter
Stephen Hunley
Stephen Hunley
Songwriter
Bobby Mclamb
Bobby Mclamb
Songwriter

Lyrics

Driving down main
Sign on the bank
Still ticking two minutes fast
That old circle K
I pass every day
Still selling cold beer and gas
It still says I love you wrapped up/carved in a heart in the pine on the hill where we’d park
It’s all the same
faces and names
Keep asking questions that I can’t explain
When you walked away, everything changed
You turned this town into memory lane
Now I’m staying out late, drinking too much
Wondering what the hell happened to us
It is what it is, now it ain’t what it was
Girl this old bar
Used to be ours
Now it’s just somewhere I go
Since you ain’t here
All that I hear
Is people just wanted to know
It’s all the same
faces and names
Keep asking questions that I can’t explain
When you walked away, everything changed
You turned this town into memory lane
Now I’m staying out late, drinking too much
Wondering what the hell happened to us
It is what it is, now it ain’t what it is
We promised forever we said that would never be us
It’s all the same
faces and names
Keep asking questions that I can’t explain
When you walked away, everything changed
You turned this town into memory lane
Now I’m staying out late, drinking too much
Wondering what the hell happened to us
It is what it is, now it ain’t what it is
Written by: Bobby Mclamb, Reed Foley, Stephen Hunley
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out