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Introduction:

“Just Forget It, Son” is a lesser-known track by Alan Jackson, featured on his debut album, New Traditional, released in 1987. This song represents an early example of Jackson’s traditional country sound, which he would later be celebrated for in his career. The song was produced by Keith Stegall, who would go on to become a long-time collaborator with Jackson, producing many of his hits in the years to come.

Musically, “Just Forget It, Son” fits into the classic country genre, showcasing Jackson’s smooth vocals and his talent for storytelling. The lyrics explore the complex dynamics of a father-son relationship, touching on themes of advice, frustration, and the generational gap. Although the song was not released as a single, it resonated with listeners for its genuine portrayal of family life and earned some recognition, reaching number two on the Billboard Hot Country Singles chart. The song also achieved gold certification from the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA), indicating sales of over 500,000 units.

While it did not achieve the same level of fame as some of Jackson’s later hits, “Just Forget It, Son” is important in his discography. It not only helped establish Jackson as an artist with a strong voice and relatable stories but also marked the beginning of his partnership with Keith Stegall, which would prove instrumental in shaping his future success. The song remains a cherished piece among country music fans and is seen as a reflection of the themes that Jackson would continue to explore throughout his career: family, small-town life, and perseverance​

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Lyrics:

“Just Forget It, Son”

So now it’s over, and you’re free
You’ve left your little boy and me
You say you’re tired of staying home
And you can make it on your own

I thought this family was your life
You’re a new woman, not a wife
And now you’re chasin’ a new dream
Found in a Cosmo magazine

That little guy and I will find our way
We never really knew you anyway
And when he wants to know the when the where the why and how
The mama who should be at home is gone
I’ll tell him just forget it son

I spent a lifetime lovin’ you
Or was it just a year or two
The girl I thought had clipped her wings
Lived only in my boyish dreams

Someday they’ll say your son looks just like you
But you’ll never know if what they say is true
And when he wants to know the when the where the why and how
The mama who should be at home is gone
I’ll tell him just forget it son

And when he wants to know the when the where the why and how
The mama who should be at home is gone
I’ll tell him just forget it son

It’s just the times, not what we’ve done