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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Aaron Watson
Aaron Watson
Performer
Craig Young
Craig Young
Bass
Nate Coon
Nate Coon
Drums
JeneƩ Fleenor
JeneƩ Fleenor
Fiddle
Bryce Clarke
Bryce Clarke
Guitar
Justin Ostrander
Justin Ostrander
Guitar
Justin Schipper
Justin Schipper
Guitar
Wil Houchens
Wil Houchens
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron Watson
Aaron Watson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Aaron Watson
Aaron Watson
Producer
Nate Coon
Nate Coon
Producer
Ben Jackson
Ben Jackson
Engineer
Seth Morton
Seth Morton
Engineer
Benny Quinn
Benny Quinn
Mastering Engineer
Phil O'Donnell
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
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