Video musical
Video musical
Créditos
ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Rodney Crowell
Guitarra
Mary Chapin Carpenter
Canto
Rosanne Cash
Canto
Bill Johnson
Dirección
Vince Gill
Canto
Jim Hanson
Canto
Emmylou Harris
Canto
Don Henley
Canto
Linda Ronstadt
Canto
Barbara Santoro
Canto
Harry Stinson
Canto
Lari White
Canto
Alvin Chea
Canto
David Thomas
Canto
Mark Kibble
Canto
Joey Kibble
Canto
Cedric Dent
Canto
Claude B. McKnight
Canto
Vince Santoro
Canto
J. Jorgenson
Guitarra
Steuart Smith
Guitarra
Reggie Young
Guitarra
Paul Franklin
Steel guitar
Eddie Bayers
Batería
Mickey Curry
Batería
Russel Kunkle
Batería
Lonnie Wilson
Batería
Larry Klein
Bajo
Barry Beckett
Piano
Booker T. Jones
Órgano
Michael Rhodes
Bajo
Glen Duncan
Violín
Rob Hajacos
Violín
Mark O'Connor
Violín
Jim Horn
Saxofón
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Rodney Crowell
Composición
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Rodney Crowell
Producción
Tony Brown
Producción
Marty Williams
Asistente de ingeniería
Russ Martin
Asistente de ingeniería
JEFF GIEDT
Asistente de ingeniería
Randy Leroy; Assisted at Master fonics, Nashville, Tennessee
Asistente de ingeniería
Steve Marcantonio
Ingeniería de mezcla
Glenn Meadows
Masterización
Donivan Cowart
Ingeniería de overdubbing
Dave Thoener
Ingeniería
Dan Marnien
Ingeniería
Roger Nichols
Ingeniería
Michael Brauer
Ingeniería
Letra
If today weren't just like any day, perhaps I'd try
To shed this worn out skin so thick and learn to fly
But I came home to face your ice and steel
If looks could kill
I would be gone today
There's a fire that's burning in your eyes, not in your heart
And I can fan the flames, but I can't make a spark
And I don't like the way I make you feel
If looks could kill
I would be long since gone
And if looks could kill, then I'd be pushing up your daisies
If looks could kill then I would not be going crazy
There's a stool that I've been glued to for so many nights
And a bar to pour my heart out on and make it right
And I don't have to tell myself it's real
If looks could kill, my heart would beat no more
And if looks could kill, then I'd be deep in peaceful slumber
If looks could kill, then I would not be going under
There's a gun out in the hallway covered up in dust
That works well enough to turn this heartache into dust
So go on and let your lawyer make a deal
If looks could kill
If looks could kill
I would be long since gone
Written by: Rodney Crowell

