Listen to The Little Girl (feat. Dan Tyminski, Alison Krauss, Alison Krauss & Dan Tyminski) by John Michael Montgomery

The Little Girl (feat. Dan Tyminski, Alison Krauss, Alison Krauss & Dan Tyminski)

John Michael Montgomery

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alison Krauss
Alison Krauss
Vocals
Dan Tyminski
Dan Tyminski
Mandolin
John Michael Montgomery
John Michael Montgomery
Lead Vocals
John Willis
John Willis
Acoustic Guitar
Larry Paxton
Larry Paxton
Bass Guitar
Chad Cromwell
Chad Cromwell
Drums
Dale Oliver
Dale Oliver
Electric Guitar
J.T. Corenflos
J.T. Corenflos
Electric Guitar
Larry Franklin
Larry Franklin
Fiddle
Steve Nathan
Steve Nathan
Keyboards
Tommy White
Tommy White
Steel Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Harley Allen
Harley Allen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Michael Montgomery
John Michael Montgomery
Producer
Butch Carr
Butch Carr
Mixing Engineer
Jason Piske
Jason Piske
Assistant Engineer
John Saylor
John Saylor
Assistant Engineer
Mark Capps
Mark Capps
Assistant Engineer
Billy Sherrill
Billy Sherrill
Engineer
Denny Purcell
Denny Purcell
Mastering Engineer
Tracy Lawrence
Tracy Lawrence
Mixing Engineer
Jim Cotton
Jim Cotton
Mixing Engineer
Buddy Cannon
Buddy Cannon
Producer
Norro Wilson
Norro Wilson
Producer

Lyrics

Her parents never took the young girl to church Never spoke of His name, never read her His word Two non-believers walking lost in this world Took their baby with them, what a sad little girl Her daddy drank all day and mommy did drugs Never wanted to play or give kisses and hugs She'd watch the TV and sit there on the couch While her mom fell asleep and her daddy went out And the drinking and the fighting Just got worse every night Behind their couch she'd be hiding Oh what a sad little life! And like it always does, the bad just got worse With every slap and every curse Until her daddy in a drunk rage one night Used a gun on her mom and then took his life And some people from the city Took the girl far away To a new mom and a new dad Kisses and hugs everyday Her first day of Sunday school the teacher walked in And a small little girl stared at a picture of Him She said, "I know that Man up there on that cross I don't know His name, but I know He got off" 'Cause He was there in my old house And held me close to His side As I hid there behind our couch The night that my parents died
Writer(s): Harley Allen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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