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“When Did You Stop Loving Me” is a poignant country ballad penned by songwriters Donny Kees and Monty Holmes. The track was notably recorded by George Strait and featured on his 1992 soundtrack album, “Pure Country,” which accompanied the film of the same name where Strait played the lead role. Released as the third and final single from the album in April 1993, the song achieved significant success, reaching number six on both the Billboard Hot Country Singles & Tracks chart and the Canadian RPM Country Tracks chart.

The “Pure Country” soundtrack marked a significant milestone in Strait’s career, becoming his most commercially successful album with over six million copies sold. The album produced other notable hits, including “Heartland” and “I Cross My Heart,” both of which topped the charts.

In 2014, during his farewell tour titled “The Cowboy Rides Away,” George Strait delivered a memorable live performance of “When Did You Stop Loving Me,” featuring guest vocals by Sheryl Crow. This collaboration was captured and released on the live album “The Cowboy Rides Away: Live from AT&T Stadium,” allowing fans to relive this special rendition.

The song’s enduring appeal lies in its heartfelt lyrics and Strait’s emotive delivery, making it a standout track in his extensive discography. Its exploration of lost love resonates with listeners, cementing its place as a classic in the country music genre.

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