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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Faith Hill
Faith Hill
Vocals
Dean Parks
Dean Parks
Acoustic Guitar
Byron Gallimore
Byron Gallimore
Guitar
Bekka Bramlett
Bekka Bramlett
Background Vocals
Chris Rodriguez
Chris Rodriguez
Background Vocals
Crystal Taliefero
Crystal Taliefero
Background Vocals
Paul Bushnell
Paul Bushnell
Bass Guitar
Frank Macek
Frank Macek
Programming
Vinnie Colaiuta
Vinnie Colaiuta
Drums
Michael Landau
Michael Landau
Electric Guitar
Jamie Muhoberac
Jamie Muhoberac
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Annie Roboff
Annie Roboff
Songwriter
Beth Nielsen Chapman
Beth Nielsen Chapman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Faith Hill
Faith Hill
Producer
Byron Gallimore
Byron Gallimore
Producer
Dennis Davis
Dennis Davis
Engineer
Jason Gantt
Jason Gantt
Engineer
Ricky Cobble
Ricky Cobble
Engineer
Erik Lutkins
Erik Lutkins
Additional Engineer
Mike Zinczenko
Mike Zinczenko
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Dan Thompson
Dan Thompson
Assistant Engineer
Jason Sikora
Jason Sikora
Assistant Engineer
Judy Kirschner
Judy Kirschner
Assistant Engineer
Matt "Toast" Young
Matt "Toast" Young
Assistant Engineer
Julian King
Julian King
Recording Engineer
Josh Wilbur
Josh Wilbur
Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Andy Wallace
Andy Wallace
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I had it tough when I was just a little kid It didn't matter what I thought It didn't matter what I did I felt the doubt for what I lacked right from the start It did a number on my head It could never touch my heart 'Cause I had just enough imagination Just enough to keep the faith That somehow I would think of what to do When I'd get lost in a momentary weakness of emotion All the angels came around to help me through Life pulls fast changes, wind blows past pages All I see is I don't need this High strung tightrope walk, ticking time bomb clock Scratch my name off, cut these chains I'm free, kickin' out of that prison, I am free Singin' those words of wisdom, let it be Nobody gonna put the blues inside of me Yeah, hey Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah And there is nothing we can do Mhhm,and in the stress to be the best I've done it all I've slammed the doors, I've jammed the locks I've laid the bricks, I've built the walls No one could tell me back then why joy eluded me Kept bumping into that misery Locked up deep down inside of me Took that rage and I, turned that page and I Packed my tools, went back to school, yeah And I passed my graduation, and I hold my Ph.d In crash test blues I paid those dues I'm free, kickin' out of that prison, I am free Singin' those words of wisdom, let it be Nobody gonna put the blues inside of me, yeah Time flies by in photographs And paper scraps and songs Here I stand in ruby slippers Three times takes me home Yeah, I'm free I'm free I'm free I'm free, kickin' out of that prison, I am free Singin' those words of wisdom, let it be, let it be Nobody gonna put the blues inside of me, oh, yeah I am free I am free, yeah I am free I am free, I am free I am free I am free Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Time flies by in photographs And paper scraps and songs Here I stand in ruby slippers Three times takes me home Yeah, I'm free Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, yeah I'm free I'm free Oh, oh, oh, oh Yeah, I'm free, free
Writer(s): Beth Nielsen Chapman, Annie Leslie Roboff Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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