Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Aaron Watson
Performer
Craig Young
Bass
Nate Coon
Drums
JeneƩ Fleenor
Fiddle
Bryce Clarke
Guitar
Justin Ostrander
Guitar
Justin Schipper
Guitar
Wil Houchens
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron Watson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Aaron Watson
Producer
Nate Coon
Producer
Ben Jackson
Engineer
Seth Morton
Engineer
Benny Quinn
Mastering Engineer
Phil O'Donnell
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Four years old in your overalls
Looking up with those baby blues
Heard you say, "Daddy, someday, I wanna be just like you"
Then I blinked a time or two
And now you're 17
Yeah, I know you know it all
And you think I don't know a thing
[Chorus]
I was brushing off that angel off my shoulder
I was Saturday high, never Sunday sober
I lost a good friend around your age
So slow that truck down
'Cause it coulda been me that summer night
Yeah, it coulda been me running that red light
I still drive by that live oak tree with that wooden cross still in the ground
I know it hurt like hell when she broke your heart in two
Boy, I used to be just like you
[Verse 2]
When you walked in half past midnight
I could smell it on your breath
Like the time that I came home drunk
Scared my mama half to death
I had bloodstains on my shirts
I was busted up, black and blue
I'm not just your old man
I'm your best man, I know what you're going through
[Chorus]
I was brushing off that angel off my shoulder
I was Saturday high, never Sunday sober
I lost a good friend around your age
So slow that truck down
'Cause it coulda been me that summer night
Yeah, it coulda been me running that red light
I still drive by that live oak tree with that wooden cross still in the ground
I know it hurt like hell when she broke your heart in two
Boy, I used to be just like you
[Bridge]
Know I cried when grandpa died
Smoking them damned old cigarettes
He said, "The young man makes mistakes and leaves the old man with regrets"
[Chorus]
I was brushing off that angel off my shoulder
I was Saturday high, never Sunday sober
I lost a good friend around your age
So slow that truck down
'Cause it coulda been me that summer night
Yeah, it coulda been me running that red light
I still drive by that live oak tree with that wooden cross still in the ground
I know it hurt like hell when she broke your heart in two
Boy, I used to be just like you
I know it hurt like hell when she broke your heart in two
[Outro]
Four years old in your overalls
Looking up with those baby blues
Heard you say, "Daddy, someday, I wanna be just like you"
Written by: Aaron Watson