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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Anne Wilson
Anne Wilson
Lead Vocals
Jeff Pardo
Jeff Pardo
Piano
David Davidson
David Davidson
Violin
Kris Wilkinson
Kris Wilkinson
Violin
Carole Rabinowitz
Carole Rabinowitz
Cello
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anne Wilson
Anne Wilson
Songwriter
Jeff Pardo
Jeff Pardo
Songwriter
Matthew West
Matthew West
Songwriter
Emily Weisband
Emily Weisband
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jonathan Smith
Jonathan Smith
Producer
Jeff Pardo
Jeff Pardo
Producer
Sean Moffitt
Sean Moffitt
Mixing Engineer
Jesse Brock
Jesse Brock
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Buckley Miller
Buckley Miller
Engineer
Chris Bevins
Chris Bevins
Editing Engineer
Colton Price
Colton Price
Editing Engineer
Aaron Sterling
Aaron Sterling
Additional Engineer
Court Clement
Court Clement
Additional Engineer
Jacob Arnold
Jacob Arnold
Additional Engineer
Jason Eskridge
Jason Eskridge
Additional Engineer
Scotty Murray
Scotty Murray
Additional Engineer
Kris Donegan
Kris Donegan
Additional Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer

Στίχοι

Ten-foot tall and bulletproof, always lookin' up to you I can see me, four years old, up on your shoulders The sound of gravel meant home from work Calloused hands, flannel shirt Kiss goodnight and bedtime prayers when the day was over I've got your eyes, I've got your heart, I've got your arms holdin' me I've got a place to land when I just can't make sense of anything This woman I'm becomin', the world might put some labels on her But no matter where I go, I'll always be My father's daughter Oh-oh-oh Now I'm out here on my own, but I'm still Princess in your phone You've stayed the same while my whole life's been changin' Been through heaven, been through hell Through it all, you loved me well Ain't no doubt that you and God are how I made it I've got your eyes, I've got your heart, I've got your arms holdin' me I've got a place to land when I just can't make sense of anything This woman I'm becomin', the world might put some labels on her But no matter where I go, I'll always be My father's daughter Oh-oh-oh Sunday mornin', third row pew Takes me back to watchin' you Raise your hands and sing about the livin' water Swear you almost came apart When I asked Jesus in my heart Said Annie, don't forget you are your father's daughter This woman I'm becomin', the world might put some labels on her But no matter where I go, I'll always be My father's daughter
Writer(s): Jeffrey Thomas Pardo, Emily Lynn Weisband, Matthew West, Anne Wilson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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