Écouter If I Had Any Sense Left at All par Reba McEntire

If I Had Any Sense Left at All

Reba McEntire

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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Reba McEntire
Reba McEntire
Interprète
Larry Paxton
Larry Paxton
Basse
Paul Leim
Paul Leim
Batterie
John Hobbs
John Hobbs
Synthétiseur
Randy McCormick
Randy McCormick
Piano
B. James Lowry
B. James Lowry
Guitare acoustique
Dan Dugmore
Dan Dugmore
Steel guitar
Linda Davis
Linda Davis
Chœurs
John Jorgenson
John Jorgenson
Guitare électrique
Gregg Galbraith
Gregg Galbraith
Guitare électrique
Gary Prim
Gary Prim
Claviers
Curtis Wright
Curtis Wright
Chœurs
Bergen White
Bergen White
Chœurs
Louis Nunley
Louis Nunley
Chœurs
Lisa Cochran
Lisa Cochran
Chœurs
Marabeth Jordan
Marabeth Jordan
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Hank Cochran
Hank Cochran
Composition
Red Lane
Red Lane
Composition
Dale Dodson
Dale Dodson
Composition
Phil Collins
Phil Collins
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Reba McEntire
Reba McEntire
Production
Buddy Cannon
Buddy Cannon
Production
Norro Wilson
Norro Wilson
Production
Billy Sherrill
Billy Sherrill
Ingénierie de prise de son
Todd Tidwell
Todd Tidwell
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
J.R. Rodriguez
J.R. Rodriguez
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Tony Castle
Tony Castle
Ingénierie de prise de son
John Guess
John Guess
Ingénierie de mixage
Patrick Murphy
Patrick Murphy
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

I can feel the darkness reaching in As I touch the place you may as well have never been Love can hurt much more than one can bear When a heart beats for someone who's not there How many times Must I tell myself that you're gone When will the rest of me wake up And see what went wrong So wrong And turn on the light, pick up the phone And just call And lay pride aside If I had any sense at all Voices call that only I can hear Who would have thought this love was something I would fear Almost hold, almost smell, almost taste On my mind, in my heart, on my face How many times Must I tell myself that you're gone When will the rest of me wake up And see what went wrong So wrong And turn on the light, pick up the phone And just call And lay pride aside If I had any sense at all Oh, just lay pride aside If I had any sense left at all
Writer(s): Hank Cochran, Red Lane, Dale Dodson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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