Sanoja: Brantley Gilbert. A Modern Day Prodigal Son. The Best Of Me.

I found box of memories, read a letter dropped tear where you signed your name, turnin' the page, smearin' the ink in love always, girl I always start this way, then I end up in a bottle screamin' out you name, punchin' the walls carryin' on like I've gone insane, and in the mirror I can see the man who just shook his head with no remorse, watchin' an angel cry tears as she stepped over my beers headed out the door.

Chorus:
There ain't nothin' like a memory, when its comin' on strong like a hurricane, how could love like that just up and walk away, killin' me baby, its got me pourin' up another drink, burboun's hittin' me hard like a freight train, with my back against the wall or on my knees, when worst of your memory gets the best of me.

Well I remember it all too well, ridin' 441 down to Milledgeville, crossin' the bridge as the sun set on Lake Sinclair, I couldn't wait to see your smile, but all I saw was tears in your pretty eyes, and that said it all, it was all downhill from there, and I remeber you sayin' baby please don't give up on me, but this stubborn man is gonna line the bed he made,

There ain't nothin' like a memory, when its comin' on strong like a hurricane, how could love like that just up and walk away, its killin' me baby, its got me pourin' up another drink, burboun's hittin' me hard like a freight train, with my back against the wall or on my knees, when worst of your memory gets the best, the best of me

Baby, there ain't nothin' like a memory, when its comin' on strong like a hurricane, how could love like that just up and walk away, killin' me baby, its got me pourin' up another drink, burboun's hittin' me hard like a freight train, with my back against the wall or on my knees, when worst of your memory gets the best, the best of me

(Thanks to Josh for these lyrics)