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1. This Can’t Be Good d 2. Don’t Make Me o 3. o 4. I Don’t Care D 5. She Don’t Love Me o 6. Back There Again d 7. It Ain’t Easy Bein’ Me o 8. What I Wouldn’t Give d 9. I Have Been Lonely D 10. She Can’t Get That D 11. The Last Country Song D 12. Chances D 13. I Can’t Walk away D 14. HOME o

DProduced by oProduced by dProduced by This Can’t Be Good Don’t Make Me

There’s a campfire burning on the Mississippi riverbank Girl when I look at you, you look through me My old pickup speakers are cranking out a lot of Hank Like I’m not even there That’s the sheriff’s daughter dancing on my hood I’m trying not to give up, to be strong but With an empty bottle, this can’t be good I’m afraid to ’m scared I can’t find the place your heart is hiding There’s an unwritten law in this sleepy little town And I’m no quitter but I’m tired of fighting There ain’t no drinking on the river when the sun goes down I think I see the blue lights coming through the woods Chorus: It’s the sheriff and his posse, this can’t be good Baby I love you, Don’t wanna lose you Don’t make me let you go, Took such a long time Everybody’s running like the end of the world was coming For me to find you, Don’t make me let you go With a Buford T kind of lawman closing in Baby I’m beggin’ please, and I’m down here on my knees She just keeps on rocking, guess I better do some talking I don’t want to have to set you free She’s too dumb to run and I’m too drunk to swim Don’t make me

This can’t be good, this can’t be good What if when I’m long gone it dawns on you This can’t be good, oh stay tuned You just might want me back Let me make myself clear if I leave here This old hay barn is full of last year’s grass It’s done, I’m gone, that’s that I’ve got an old tin can full of campfire gas You carry my love around like it’s a heavy burden There’s a little bitty flame on this piece of firewood Well I’m about to take it back, are you sure it’s worth it And when it all comes together, it can’t be good Chorus Everybody’s running like the end of the world was coming With a wildfire burning like a freight train out of control Don’t make me She just keeps on rocking, babe there ain’t no time for talkin’ Baby I’m beggin’ please, and I’m down here on my knees Throw her over my shoulder and run with everything I can I don’t want to have to set you free babe looks like we’re jumping in Don’t make me

Now you know when we get to the other side Don’t make me We’re gonna have to take all these wet clothes off Stop loving you And hang out a while Stop needing you You know this could be good Don’t Make Me The More I Drink

Girl when I look at you, you look through me He was sittin’ at the bar sippin’ on a regular coke Like I’m not even there We were drinkin’ and smokin’ and makin’ him the butt of our jokes I’m trying not to give up, to be strong but We all said man what happened to you I’m afraid to say I’m scared Why can’t you just have a few I can’t find the place your heart is hiding He said I would if I could And I’m no quitter but I’m tired of fighting But it’s probably best that I don’t

Chorus: Chorus: Baby I love you, Don’t wanna lose you ’Cause the more I drink, the more I drink Don’t make me let you go, Took such a long time Yeah I’m the world’s greatest lover and a dancin’ machine For me to find you, Don’t make me let you go I get loud, I get proud, and it gets worse Baby I’m beggin’ please, and I’m down here on my knees Well if I have one, I’ll have thirteen I don’t want to have to set you free Nah there ain’t no in between Don’t make me ’Cause the more I drink, the more I drink

What if when I’m long gone it dawns on you A couple of cold ones and somebody hands me a shot You just might want me back Hell even bucktooth and bow-legged women start lookin’ hot Let me make myself clear if I leave here And pretty soon I’m bummin’ cigarettes It’s done, I’m gone, that’s that And sweet talkin’ some big brunette You carry my love around like it’s a heavy burden Yeah once I get on a roll Well I’m about to take it back, are you sure it’s worth it There ain’t no tellin’ where I’ll stop

Chorus Chorus

Don’t make me Yep, yep Baby I’m beggin’ please, and I’m down here on my knees Hmm that’s what I’m talkin’ about I don’t want to have to set you free Don’t make me Man if I have one I’ll have thirteen And they can’t get me off the karaoke machine Don’t make me The more I drink, the more I drink Stop loving you Yeah the more I drink, the more I drink, the more I drink Stop needing you I Don’t Care She Don’t Love Me

There she was, laughin’ talkin’ window shoppin’ You know if I’d a seen her comin’ With a new guy, and I heard about him I’d a probably tried to hide I heard she found him, right around when we said goodbye But I came around the corner and she caught me by surprise And I came real close and almost lost my temper There was no ice-cold shoulder But I bit my tongue, kept my cool There was no ugly scene She just smiled and didn’t say the things I thought she’d say to me ’Cause I remembered Well it was nothin’ like that rainy night, She left and slammed the door First Chorus: Not only she don’t love me, She don’t hate me anymore I don’t care, she don’t matter, I don’t love her anymore He can have her, I don’t know why it slips my mind I felt like some old neighbor I tell myself all the time, guess I forgot again Just some guy that she once knew For a second there that I don’t care You’d never know she loved me and I broke her heart in two Was she hidin’ her emotions Almost ten Or did she really get that strong Should’ve known his car would still be parked Right then she turned and introduced me to her new friend John In her drive, almost pulled in Knocked on her door and gave her a piece of my mind I could tell the way he shook my hand, He never heard of me before Oh but I just kept on drivin’ back to my place Not only she don’t love me, She don’t hate me anymore Wonderin’ why I went so far out of my way (when) There was no ice-cold shoulder, There was no ugly scene Chorus She just smiled and didn’t say the things I just knew she’d say to me

I got home the light was blinkin’ on that old machine Guess she got so caught up in him, My memory’s gone ignored She said my brother’s been in town, that he just left and I miss you Not only she don’t love me, She don’t hate me anymore Give me a ring Now I know it might sound crazy Second Chorus: But I don’t know what hurts me more I still care, She’s all that matters Is it the fact that she don’t love me I still love her just like always, I got to have her Or she don’t hate me anymore I never got her off my mind, Been hopin’ she would call some time I know it’s late, To be drivin’ over there Not only she don’t love me But I don’t care, I don’t care She don’t hate me anymore She Don’t Love Me Back There Again

You know if I’d a seen her comin’ This old Buick’s like the needle on a compass pointing due west I’d a probably tried to hide I remember her smile like June sunflowers But I came around the corner and she caught me by surprise And the look of her body as she slipped out of that dress There was no ice-cold shoulder God I’m such a mess There was no ugly scene She just smiled and didn’t say the things I thought she’d say to me Never a morning person but that girl’s still in bed The sheets are tangled the alarm is jangling The last dream from her pretty head Well it was nothin’ like that rainy night, She left and slammed the door I told her I was leaving she didn’t believe the words I said Not only she don’t love me, She don’t hate me anymore I ain’t ever going, I ain’t ever going, I ain’t ever going back there again I felt like some old neighbor Just some guy that she once knew She’ll her makeup and drink from her teacup You’d never know she loved me and I broke her heart in two And glance at that silver frame Was she hidin’ her emotions See I took our picture and then it’ll hit her Or did she really get that strong She’ll cry out with pain, Maybe whisper my name Right then she turned and introduced me to her new friend John I ain’t ever going, I ain’t ever going, I ain’t ever going back there again I could tell the way he shook my hand, He never heard of me before No one’s gonna make me and nothing’s gonna take me Not only she don’t love me, She don’t hate me anymore I ain’t ever going back there again Now don’t blame her mama for making me promise There was no ice-cold shoulder, There was no ugly scene Don’t come around here no more, She said maybe your life’s gone to hell She just smiled and didn’t say the things I just knew she’d say to me But that’s a tour of duty she didn’t sign up for Guess she got so caught up in him, My memory’s gone ignored When you can’t save yourself you save somebody else Not only she don’t love me, She don’t hate me anymore Maybe that’s how you survive I’m running away so she don’t have to see a life Now I know it might sound crazy In slow motion suicide, You throw in the towel they call you a coward But I don’t know what hurts me more Tell you to fight, don’t cut and run, I ain’t no hero but the truth is I know Is it the fact that she don’t love me It’s the bravest thing I’ve ever done, The hardest part is knowing Or she don’t hate me anymore What we could have and should have become

Not only she don’t love me I ain’t ever going, I ain’t ever going, I ain’t ever going back there again She don’t hate me anymore No one’s gonna make me and nothing’s gonna take me I ain’t ever going, going, to break her heart again It Ain’t Easy Bein’ Me What I Wouldn’t Give

There ought to be a town somewhere named for how I feel I leave the radio on, Just to hear a voice other than mine Yeah I could be the mayor down there and say “welcome to Sorryville” ’Cause I can’t bear to hear the cold truth running through my mind It wouldn’t be on a map nowhere, you might say that it don’t exist ’Cause everything I did wrong just keeps haunting me But if you make enough wrong turns It won’t let me be and lying here without you It’d be hard to miss Girl I’m starting to see why you gave up on me

There ought to be a bridge somewhere they could dedicate to me Chorus: I’d probably come to the ceremony with a can of gasoline What I wouldn’t give Walk on over to the other side and there I’d light a match Just to go back when you were in my life Then sit and stare through the smoke and flames I’d do it right this time Wonderin’ how I’m gonna get back What I didn’t do Was give my whole heart to you Chorus: And that’s why you’re gone Why do I do the things I do I know I was wrong Was I born this way or am I a self-made fool And I’ll never hold you again I shoot the lights and I curse the dark Because of what I wouldn’t give I need your love but I break your heart And I know the words that’ll It kills me to think how much you tried to make things work But I don’t say nothing as I watch you pack I wouldn’t listen to you and all I would do is put myself first I had to work to be the jerk I’ve come to be I took you for granted and I pushed you away a little more each day It ain’t easy being me And somewhere inside this hell I have seen my mistakes Oh but now it’s too late There ought to be a side show act for freaks like me Yeah I could be the star of the show with my name on the marquee Chorus In a room with a big red button that says “danger— do not touch” Twice a day I’d mash it down and you can watch me self-destruct What I didn’t do Was give my whole heart to you Chorus And that’s why you’re gone I know I was wrong No, it ain’t easy being me And I’ll never hold you again It ain’t easy being me Because of what I wouldn’t give Because of what I wouldn’t give What I Wouldn’t Give I Have Been Lonely She Can’t Get That

I leave the radio on, Just to hear a voice other than mine You told me I’d regret it on the day I left you He meets her at the front door ’Cause I can’t bear to hear the cold truth running through my mind I had the nerve to laugh as I walked away He can tell she’s had a hard day at work ’Cause everything I did wrong just keeps haunting me It’s been six months and 18 days She’s been needing him It won’t let me be and lying here without you I’m feelin’ nothin’ but this empty pain And he’s sure been wanting her Girl I’m starting to see why you gave up on me And I just had to tell you He touches her with tenderness Even if there’s nothing left to say Takes her in his arms and takes it slow Chorus: What a shame she can’t get that at home What I wouldn’t give Chorus: Just to go back when you were in my life I felt the burning Chorus: I’d do it right this time On the hurtin’ side What a shame she can’t get that at home What I didn’t do Of a love There’s nothing back there but a lonely house Was give my whole heart to you That didn’t work out right And love ain’t all about wood and stone And that’s why you’re gone The empty longing He satisfies all her needs and wants I know I was wrong Of a long cold night What a shame she can’t get that at home And I’ll never hold you again I have been lonely Because of what I wouldn’t give I leaned on no one After the loving When the times got tough They lie there and talk for a while It kills me to think how much you tried to make things work When it comes to heartaches She loves how he listens I wouldn’t listen to you and all I would do is put myself first Lord I’ve had enough And he sure loves to see her smile I took you for granted and I pushed you away a little more each day Know what it’s like to live He wants to keep her And somewhere inside this hell I have seen my mistakes Without your love But he loves her enough to let her go Oh but now it’s too late I have been lonely What a shame she can’t get that at home

Chorus I was gonna show you that I didn’t need you Chorus Now I need to show you, I was wrong What I didn’t do Here I am, knees to the floor He satisfies all her needs and wants Was give my whole heart to you I don’t want to hurt like this What a shame she can’t get that at home And that’s why you’re gone No more, I’m heart deep in misery I know I was wrong All my pride is gone And I’ll never hold you again Because of what I wouldn’t give Chorus Because of what I wouldn’t give Ooh… I have been lonely The Last Country Song

There’s a roadhouse just outside of town On a two-lane blacktop, Where all the folks come to hear play, And every year the city’s gettin’ closer Lord knows it won’t stop, And old Hank the bartender Gave us the bad news today

Chorus: (Yeah he said) this land was our land But Lord now it’s their land And we’re still here but not for long So let’s raise a cold one And play all the old ones ’Til we’ve sung the last country song

There’s three hundred acres of cotton Corn and a little bit of gravel, All bought up by a builder From downtown, Tomorrow when the earth starts a shakin’ And the walls start to rattle, A big bulldozer’s gonna take Hank’s roadhouse down

(So everybody sing) Chorus

Will we play “Swingin’,” Or “He Stopped Loving Her Today” It’s really sad to see it end this way

Chorus

’Til we’ve sung that last country song Oh we’ve sung the last country song Ooh we’ve sung the last country song Chances Yeah, sometimes chances take us by surprise She wakes just in time to hear him go It’s two a.m. and this ol’ bar is closin’ She curls up in bed, hands on her head He knows the partners have been chosen Tears in her eyes But in a corner booth, he spots lonely youth She relives the night they spent together And he catches her eye Shouts out loud, Lord knows I knew better He moves fast and says my name is Steven Then she hears a sound, slips on her gown Guess I blew my chance since everyone is leavin’ Takes a look outside She stands up to go, never says hello With coffee and flowers he walks toward the door But she never says goodbye And as he says good mornin’ her jaw falls to the floor Then she smiles and leans her head back toward the door And as she takes his hands, his jaw falls to the floor Chorus

Chorus: Sometimes chances take up by surprise We all take chances, every once in a while We all take chances, if it’s just to ease our minds We all take chances, wrong or right But sometimes chances take us by surprise

Mornin’ light comes shinin’ through her window She wakes just in time to hear him go She curls up in bed, hands on her head Tears in her eyes She relives the night they spent together Shouts out loud, Lord knows I knew better Then she hears a sound, slips on her gown Takes a look outside With coffee and flowers he walks toward the door And as he says good mornin’ her jaw falls to the floor

Chorus I Can’t Walk Away Home

This morning when I woke up man, I had a backache Another summer day has come and gone away And my head felt like it took new form In Paris or Rome I want to go home Last night I stuck an ice pack where I sat on the maniac May be surrounded by a million people I still feel all alone Two thousand pounds of muscle and horns Just wanna go home, I miss you, you know

And I remember smiling I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you As we kicked up mud Each one a line or two, I’m fine baby how are you Out in the bright lights I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough And I recall a cussin’ My words were cold and flat, And you deserve more than that When I lost control And he sent me into flight Another airplane, another sunny place I’m lucky I know, but I wanna go home, I’ve got to go home Chorus: Hey, I don’t do this for the money Let me go home, I’m just too far, from where you are I don’t do it for the fame I wanna come home It’s ’cause he threw me to the ground all bloody That’s the reason I can’t walk away And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life It’s like I just stepped outside, When everything was going right I stumble out to my pick-up And I know just why you couldn’t come along with me My joints popped in ten different places This was not your dream, But you always believed in me And one I never knew I had And out here on the highway Another winter day, has come and gone away My one-track mind sticks in replay In even Paris or Rome, And I wanna go home, let me go home And I start to get real mad And I’m surrounded by a million people I still feel alone Let me go home, I miss you, you know It seems I’ve lost track of all the buckles and big checks But I remember every time I’ve landed in a pile of B.S. Let me go home, I’ve had my run and baby I’m done I gotta go home Chorus Let me go home, It will all be alright I’ll be home tonight, I’m coming back home Home This Can’t Be GooddBlake Shelton / Timothy DeArmitt // © 2007 Another summer day has come and gone away Sony/ATV Songs LLC (BMI) (All rights obo Sony/ATV Songs LLC In Paris or Rome I want to go home adm. by Sony/ATV Music Publishing) / Timmy De Music (BMI) /// May be surrounded by a million people I still feel all alone Mike Rojas: Keys // Craig Young: Bass // : Drums // Just wanna go home, I miss you, you know J.T. Corenflos, Dan Dugmore: Electric Guitar // , Timothy DeArmitt: Acoustic Guitar // Timothy DeArmitt: I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you slide & electric Guitar // Wes Hightower, Karyn Rochelle: Each one a line or two, I’m fine baby how are you Harmony Vocals /// oMarla Cannon-Goodman I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough Don’t Make Me My words were cold and flat, And you deserve more than that / Deanna Bryant / Dave Berg // © 2007 Universal Music Corp. / Big Orange Dog Music (ASCAP) (All rights obo Big Orange Another airplane, another sunny place Dog Music controlled and administered by Universal Music I’m lucky I know, but I wanna go home, I’ve got to go home Corp.) / Dimensional Music of 1091 (admin. by Cherry Lane Music Publishing Company, Inc.) / Deanna Bryant Publishing Let me go home, I’m just too far, from where you are Designee / Sony/ATV Cross Keys Publishing / IV Songs / I wanna come home BergBrain Music (ASCAP) (All rights obo Cal IV Songs and BergBrain Music adm. by Cal IV Entertainment, LLC) /// Chad And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life Cromwell: Drums // Mark Hill: Bass // Jim “Moose” Brown: It’s like I just stepped outside, When everything was going right Organ // : // Aubrey Haynie: And I know just why you couldn’t come along with me // Brent Rowan: Acoustic, Acoustic 12-String and This was not your dream, But you always believed in me Electric Guitars,Keyboards, Drum Programming // Shannon Forrest: Additional Drums // : Percussion // Another winter day, has come and gone away Chip Davis: Background Vocals /// The More I Drinko In even Paris or Rome, And I wanna go home, let me go home Chris DuBois / Dave Turnbull / // © 2007 EMI April And I’m surrounded by a million people I still feel alone Let me go home, I miss you, you know Music Inc., New Sea Gayle Music (ASCAP) (All rights for New Sea Gayle Music controlled and administered by EMI April Let me go home, I’ve had my run and baby I’m done Music Inc.) / Old Desperados, LLC (ASCAP) / N2D Publishing I gotta go home Company, Inc. (ASCAP) /// : Drums // Mark Hill: Bass // Jim “Moose” Brown: // : Acoustic Let me go home, It will all be alright Guitar // Dan Dugmore: Steel Guitar // Aubrey Haynie: I’ll be home tonight, I’m coming back home // Brent Rowan: Electric Guitars // Eric Darken: Percussion // Perry Coleman: Background Vocals I Don’t CareDCasey Beathard / // © 2007 Sony/ATV Songs LLC (BMI) (All rights adm. by Sony/ATV Music Publishing) /// Brent Rowan: Electric Guitar // Bryan Sutton: Acoustic Guitar // Jonathan Yudkin: Mandolin // Paul Franklin: Steel Guitar // Gordon Mote: Piano // Tim Lauer: B3 Organ // Shannon Forrest: Drums // : Bass // Eric Darken: Shakers // Wes Hightower: Harmony and Background Vocals // Melodie Crittenden, Chip Davis: Background Vocals // David Davidson, David Angell // Kristin Wilkinson, Monisa Phillips Angell: Viola // Anthony LaMarchina: // Strings Arranged by Bobby Braddock and Tim Lauer /// She Don’t Love MeoCasey Beathard / Jay Knowles // © 2007 Sony/ATV Acuff Rose Music (BMI) / EMI Blackwood Music Inc., Songs Of Sea Gayle (BMI) (All rights for Songs Of Sea Gayle controlled and administered by EMI Blackwood Music Inc.) /// Chad Cromwell: Drums // Mark Hill: Bass // Jim “Moose” Brown: Organ // Blake Shelton: Acoustic Guitar // Paul Franklin: Steel Guitar // Aubrey Haynie: Mandolin // Brent Rowan: Electric Guitars // Eric Darken: Percussion // Perry Coleman: Background Vocals /// Back There AgaindTom Douglas // © 2007 Sony/ATV Songs LLC, Tomdouglasmusic (BMI) (All rights obo Sony/ ATV Songs LLC adm. by Sony/ATV Music Publishing) /// Mike Rojas: Keys // Craig Young: Bass // Greg Morrow: Drums // J.T. Corenflos, Timothy dearmitt: Electric Guitar // Biff Watson: Acoustic Guitar // Dan Dugmore: Steel /// It Ain’t Easy Bein’ MeoChris Knight / // © 1998 Bash Music (ASCAP) (Adm. by Bluewater Music Services Corp.) / BMG Songs (ASCAP) (All rights for the world administered by BMG Songs) / Almo Music Corp. (ASCAP) /// Chad Cromwell: Drums // Mark Hill: Bass // Jim “Moose” Brown: Piano, Organ // Blake Shelton: Acoustic Guitar // Dan Dugmore: Lap Steel // Brent Rowan: Electric Guitars, Mandolin // Eric Darken: Percussion // Perry Coleman: Background Vocals /// What I Wouldn’t GivedCharlie Brown / Charley Stefl / Tommy Karlas // © 2007 Rio Bravo Music, Inc., Keep Dreamin’ Music (BMI) (Adm. by Rio Bravo Music, Inc.) / Critter City Music (SESAC) (Adm. by Bluewater Music Services Corp.) / World House of Hits (ASCAP) /// Mike Rojas: Keys // Craig Young: Bass // Greg Morrow: Drums // J.T. Corenflos, Paul Worley, timothy DeArmitt: Electric Guitar // Biff Watson, Timothy DeArmitt: Acoustic Guitar // Dan Dugmore: Steel // Karyn Rochelle: Harmony Vocals I Have Been LonelyDBlake Shelton / Michael Kosser / // © 2007 Sony/ATV Songs LLC, Gosnell Music Group (BMI) (Sony/ATV Songs LLC & Gosnell Music Group adm. by Sony/ATV Music Publishing) / Gozz Music (ASCAP) / WB Music Corp. (ASCAP) /// Brent Rowan: Electric Guitar // Bryan Sutton: Acoustic Guitar // Gordon Mote Piano // Tim Lauer: B3 Organ // Shannon Forrest: Drums // Jonathan Yudkin: Mandolin // Glenn Worf: Bass // Paul Franklin: Steel Guitar // Bobby Braddock: Harmony Patch // Rachel Proctor: Harmony Vocal // Wes Hightower, Melodie Crittenden, Chip Davis: Background Vocals /// She Can’t Get ThatDBilly Lawson / Wally Wilson // © 2007 Cal IV Songs, Pick Them Taters Music (ASCAP) / How About That Skyline Music (BMI) (Adm. by ICG) /// Brent Rowan: Electric Guitar // Bryan Sutton: Acoustic Guitar // Gordon Mote: Electric Piano // Tim Lauer: B3 Organ // Shannon Forrest: Drums // Paul Franklin: Steel Guitar // Glenn Worf: Bass Guitar // Rob Hajacos: Fiddle // Melodie Crittenden, Wes Hightower, Blue Miller: Background Vocals /// The last country songDBlake Shelton / Bobby Braddock / Michael Kosser // Featuring and // © 2007 Sony/ATV Songs LLC, Gosnell Music Group (BMI) (All rights obo Sony/ATV Songs LLC & Gosnell Music Group adm. by Sony/ATV Music Publishing) / Gozz Music (ASCAP) /// Brent Rowan: Electric Guitar, Acoustic Guitar, Bass // Shannon Forrest: Drums // Paul Franklin: Steel Guitar // Jonathan Yudkin: Fiddle Tim Lauer: Organ // Blue Miller, Dennis Wilson, Wes Hightower, Melodie Crittenden, Chip Davis: Background Vocals // John Anderson and George Jones: Featured Vocals /// George Jones appears courtesy of Bandit Records /// CHANCESCBlake Shelton // © 2008 Sony/ATV Tree Publishing, Gosnell Music Group (BMI) /// J.T. CORENFLOS: ELECTRIC GUITAR // MARK CASSTEVENS: ACOUSTIC GUITAR // SCOTT SANDERS: STEEL GUITAR // ROB HAJACOS: FIDDLE // TIM LAUER: KEYBOARDS // WAYNE KILLIUS: DRUMS // ALISON PRESTWOOD: BASS // CURTIS WRIGHT, DEBORAH ALLEN: BACKGROUND VOCALS /// I CAN’T WALK AWAYDBlake Shelton // © 2008 Sony/ATV Tree Publishing, Gosnell Music Group (BMI) /// BRENT ROWAN: ELECTRIC GUITAR // JOHN WILLIS: ACOUSTIC GUITAR // PAUL FRANKLIN: STEEL GUITAR // ROB HAJACOS: FIDDLE // MIKE ROJAS: PIANO // TIM LAUER: ORGAN // SHANNON FORREST: DRUMS // ALISON PRESTWOOD: BASS // BLUE MILLER: HARMONY vocals // MELODIE CRITTENDEN, KIM KEYES, ANN McCRARY: BACKGROUND VOCALS /// HOMEyMichael Steven Bublé/Amy Foster-Gillies/Alan Chang // Songs of Universal, Inc., Almost October Songs (BMI) (All rights obo Almost October Songs controlled and adm. by Songs Of Universal, Inc.)/Ihan Zhan Music (Adm. by Sony/ATV Songs LLC) (BMI) /// BRENT ROWAN: ELECTRIC GUITAR, PERCUSSION, ACCORDION // BLAKE SHELTON: ACOUSTIC GUITAR // PAUL FRANKLIN: STEEL GUITAR // GORDON MOTE: PIANO // SCOTT WILLIAMSON: DRUMS // CRAIG NELSON: BASS // ERIC DARKEN: PERCUSSION // STRINGS BY NASHVILLE STRING MACHINE // CARL GORODETZKY: CONTRACTOR // STRINGS ARRANGED BY RUSSELL MAULDIN There have been some changes that have taken place in my life and my career this past year. As I look at this time in my life as a time of growth, I also take heart in the fact that my experiences and my relationships with everyone along the way have shaped me into who I am today . . . both as an artist and as a person. I would like to extend my thanks to the following people who are working hard and supporting me at this time . . .

Kaynette Shelton, Mom, Dad, Endy and the rest of ’em, John Dorris, Bobby Braddock, Brent Rowan, Paul Worley, Bill Bennett and the Warner Bros. staff, the musicians who contributed their time and talent to this , the , Narvel & Brandon Blackstock, Jules Wortman, Darlene Bieber, Jessie Schmidt, MaryAnn McCready, Julie Boos, Erin Hay, Rusty Jones, and Sony/ATV Music Publishing, Country Radio, Mark Roeder and the William Morris Agency, Brian Pittman, my band and crew, Larry and Carol Large, Patti Binger, Deborah Gooding, all of the BSers of the world, Terry Calogne and Richards & Southern, Trish Townsend, Holly Chapman, the boys . . . and last - but definitely NOT LEAST the fans!

Special Thanks To: CMT, GAC, Edyie Brooks-Bryant and Wrangler, Bela Kogler and Progressive Farmer, David Vincent and Takamine Guitars, Kristy Jo Winkler and Sennheiser.

A&R Direction: Tracy Gershon /// DProduced by Bobby Braddock // Recorded by Ed Seay at Emerald Sound Studios “Tracking Room,” Nashville, TN // Assisted by Scott Kidd // “I Can’t Walk Away” assisted by John Saylor // Mixed at Cool Tools Audio by Ed Seay // Production Coordinator: Milly Catignani /// oPRODUCED BY BRENT ROWAN /// Recorded by Ben Fowler at Sound Kitchen, Nashville, TN // Assisted by David Brent // Additional recording at Curb Studio and Studio 44, Nashville, TN // Additional engineering by Craig White and Brent Rowan // Mixed by Craig White at Curb Studio // Assisted by Greg Strizek // Production Coordinator: Hannah Sanford /// dProduced by Paul Worley // Recorded by Clarke Schleicher at Blackbird Studios, Nashville, TN // Assisted by Allen Ditto // Additional recording by Clarke Schleicher and Erik Hellerman at Warner Studios, Nashville, TN // Assisted by Andrew Bazinet // Mixed by Clarke Schleicher at Warner Studios // Assisted by Andrew Bazinet // Production Coordinator: Paige Conners /// CProduced by bobby braddock // Recorded by Bart Pursley at Sony/Tree Studios, Nashville, TN /// y Produced by brent rowan // Recorded by Ben Fowler at Starstruck Studios, Nashville, TN // Assisted by Greg Lawrence and Todd Tidwell // Additional recording by Brent Rowan // Vocal editing by Brian David Willis // Mixed by Ben Fowler // Additional recording, editing, and mixed at Studio 44, Nashville, TN // Production Assistant: Hannah Sanford // Mastered by Andrew Mendelson at Georgetown Masters, Nashville, TN // Assisted by Brent Kaye // Tracks 12-14 mastered by Hank Williams at MasterMix, Nashville, TN

Creative Director/Package design: Brooke BOLING for firecracker studios // Art Direction/Package Design: ron roark for Latocki Team Creative Photographer: Russ Harrington // Stylist: Trish Townsend // Groomer: Rachel Dwyer

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