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Introduction:

“Just Forget It, Son” is a lesser-known track from Alan Jackson’s debut album, New Traditional, released in 1987. This song marked an early chapter in Jackson’s career, showcasing the traditional country sound and emotional storytelling that would later define his music. The album was produced by Keith Stegall, who became a long-time collaborator instrumental in Jackson’s success.

The song explores the dynamic of a father-son relationship, touching on themes of advice, resilience, and generational understanding. It reflects Jackson’s ability to weave heartfelt narratives around everyday struggles and family connections. While “Just Forget It, Son” was not released as a single and did not achieve widespread commercial success, it offered listeners a glimpse of the themes Jackson would revisit in his later, more renowned works.

Musically, the song adheres to traditional country styles, with a blend of smooth vocals and a poignant melody that underscores its lyrical depth. This early piece highlights Jackson’s knack for emotional authenticity, which became a hallmark of his career. Though not as celebrated as his major hits, the track holds sentimental value for fans who appreciate the roots of Jackson’s songwriting and artistry.

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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 ownI 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