Shane McAnally
Shane McAnally
Shane McAnally
Shane McAnally
Shane McAnally
Shane McAnally
Shane McAnally
Shane McAnally
Shane McAnally
Shane McAnally
Shane McAnally
Shane McAnally
The address was unfamiliar on the letter I got today
You must have lived in every city from Mobile to Santa Fe
And you asked if I think about you, and if the memories make me smile
And do I remember that summer, well maybe every once in a while
Like....
Every time it rains on this Georgia farm
I can see us laughing in that July storm
When we ran from the cover of that old wood shed
And laid down on the river bed
Till the sky turn back to blue
Ooo I remember you
I've gotten postcards and pictures and phone calls late at night
Off on another great adventure you're just loving life
You always telling me you're come my way again
And you laugh and ask, "Can you imagine that?"
Well baby I think I can
Cause...
Every time it rains on this Georgia farm
I can see us laughing in that July storm
When we ran from the cover of that old wood shed
And laid down on the river bed
Till the sky turn back to blue
Ooo I remember you
If you ever do come through on these promises you make
Well, I'll never let you out of my arms
But until that day
Every time it rains on this Georgia farm
I can see us laughing in that July storm
When we ran from the cover of that old wood shed
And laid down on the river bed
Till the sky turn back to blue
Ooo I remember
Every time it rains on this Georgia farm
I can see us laughing in that July storm
When we ran from the cover of that old wood shed
And laid down on the river bed
Till the sky turn back to blue, yeah
Ooo I remember you
I remember you, I do