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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Randy Travis
Lead Vocals
Fred Tackett
Acoustic Guitar
Larry Byrom
Acoustic Guitar
Mark Casstevens
Acoustic Guitar
Calvin Settles
Background Vocals
Cindy Richardson-Walker
Background Vocals
Kevin Carroll
Background Vocals
Lisa Silver
Background Vocals
Odessa Settles
Background Vocals
Shirley Settles
Background Vocals
Thom Flora
Background Vocals
David Hungate
Bass Guitar
Glenn Worf
Bass Guitar
Jerry Douglas
Dobro
Paul Leim
Drums
Billy Joe Walker, Jr.
Electric Guitar
Brent Mason
Electric Guitar
Chris Leuzinger
Electric Guitar
Aubrey Haynie
Fiddle
Hank Singer
Fiddle
Terry McMillan
Harmonica
Jim Cox
Keyboards
Marty Stuart
Mandolin
Steve Nathan
Piano
Doyle Grisham
Steel Guitar
Robby Turner
Steel Guitar
Sonny Garrish
Steel Guitar
Jason Lehning
Synthesizer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bobby Whiteside
Songwriter
Kim Tribble
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kyle Lehning
Producer
Songtexte
Daddy shoulda been a preacher man
'Cause everybody loved to hear him speak
He didn't always follow his own advice
But we got a sermon every week
He'd say trouble always starts as fun
And broken hearts will always mend
Tough times don't last, tough people do
And nothing breaks if it can bend
Don't ever sell your saddle
Never owe another man
Watch where you spit on a windy day
Don't use words you don't understand
Find the Lord before you need him
And never lose your pride
Don't ever sell your saddle
'Cause life's a long, long ride
Daddy never ran from anything
Always took his share of the blame
Had a heart big enough to fill a valley up
But hard enough to stop a train
He said only fight when you have to
Because there's always a faster gun
And you'll know a hero from a coward
When you see which way they run
Don't ever sell your saddle
Never owe another man
Watch where you spit on a windy day
Don't use words you don't understand
Find the Lord before you need him
And never lose your pride
Don't ever sell your saddle
'Cause life's a long, long ride
Daddy left me his old saddle
The day that he passed on
And his words are etched into my mind
Just like they were in stone
Don't ever sell your saddle
Never owe another man
Watch where you spit on a windy day
Don't use words you don't understand
Find the Lord before you need him
And never lose your pride
Don't ever sell your saddle
'Cause life's a long, long ride
Don't ever sell your saddle
'Cause life's a long, long ride
Writer(s): Kim Chadwick Tribble, Robert Bruce Whiteside
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