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George Strait youll be there
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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Casey Wood
Casey Wood
Percussion
Bryan Sutton
Bryan Sutton
Guitare acoustique
Steve Gibson
Steve Gibson
Guitare électrique
Brent Mason
Brent Mason
Guitare électrique
Glenn Worf
Glenn Worf
Basse
Eddie Bayers
Eddie Bayers
Batterie
Matt Rollings
Matt Rollings
Piano
Paul Franklin
Paul Franklin
Steel guitar
Stuart Duncan
Stuart Duncan
Mandoline
Bergen White
Bergen White
Interprète
Carl Gorodetzky
Carl Gorodetzky
Interprète
The Nashville String Machine
The Nashville String Machine
Cordes
Chris Rodriguez
Chris Rodriguez
Chœurs
Lisa Cochran
Lisa Cochran
Chœurs
Vicki Hampton
Vicki Hampton
Chœurs
Robert Bailey
Robert Bailey
Chœurs
Jaime Babbit
Jaime Babbit
Chœurs
Bob Bailey
Bob Bailey
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Cory Mayo
Cory Mayo
Composition
Bergen White
Bergen White
Arrangement des instruments à cordes
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
George Strait
George Strait
Production
Tony Brown
Tony Brown
Production
Chuck Ainlay
Chuck Ainlay
Ingénierie de prise de son
Leslie Richter
Leslie Richter
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Kyle Lehning
Kyle Lehning
Ingénierie de mixage
Casey Wood
Casey Wood
Ingénierie de prise de son
Rich Hanson
Rich Hanson
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Bob Bullock
Bob Bullock
Ingénierie de prise de son
Todd Tidwell
Todd Tidwell
Assistance d’ingénierie

Paroles

Hope is an anchor and love is a ship Time is the ocean and life is a trip You don't know where you're going 'Til you know where you're at And if you can't read the stars Well, you better have a map A compass and a conscience So you don't get lost at sea Or on some on lonely island Where no one wants to be From the beginning of creation I think our maker had a plan For us to leave these shores And sail beyond the sand And let the good light guide us Through the waves and the wind To the beaches in the world Where we have never been And we'll climb up on the mountain Y'all we'll let our voices ring And those who've never tried it They'll be the first to sing Whoa, my, my I'll see you on the other side If I make it And it might be a long hard ride But I'm gonna take it Sometimes it seems that I don't have a prayer I let the weather take me anywhere But I know that I wanna go Where the streets are gold 'Cause you'll be there Oh, my, my You don't bring nothing with you here And you can't take nothing back I ain't never seen a hearse with a luggage rack So I've torn my knees up prayin' Scarred my back from fallin' down Spent so much time flying high 'Til I'm face first in the ground So if you're up there watchin' me Would you talk to God and say Tell him, I might need a hand To see you both someday Whoa, my, my So I'll see you on the other side If I make it And it might be a long hard ride But I wanna take it Sometimes it seems that I don't have a prayer I let the weather take me anywhere But I know that I wanna go Where the streets are gold 'Cause you'll be there (you'll be there) Oh, my, my 'Cause you'll be there (you'll be there) Oh, my, my
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