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INTERPRETAÇÃO
Billy Gilman
Billy Gilman
Interpretação
Cindy Richardson-Walker
Cindy Richardson-Walker
Vocal de apoio
Liana Manis
Liana Manis
Vocal de apoio
Jimmy Nichols
Jimmy Nichols
Teclados
Wes Hightower
Wes Hightower
Vocal de apoio
Lisa Silver
Lisa Silver
Vocal de apoio
Anthony Martin
Anthony Martin
Vocal de apoio
Mark Casstevens
Mark Casstevens
Violão
Jerry McPherson
Jerry McPherson
Violão
Brent Rowan
Brent Rowan
Guitarra elétrica
Robby Turner
Robby Turner
Guitarra elétrica
Michael Rhodes
Michael Rhodes
Baixo
Tom Brady
Tom Brady
Percussão
Eric Darken
Eric Darken
Percussão
Greg Morrow
Greg Morrow
Bateria
John Barlow Jarvis
John Barlow Jarvis
Teclados
Larry Franklin
Larry Franklin
Fiddle
Blair Masters
Blair Masters
Programação de percussão
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
George Richey
George Richey
Composição
Billy Sherrill
Billy Sherrill
Composição
Tammy Wynette
Tammy Wynette
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Billy Sherrill
Billy Sherrill
Engenharia (adicional)
David Malloy
David Malloy
Produção
Blake Chancey
Blake Chancey
Produção
Tony Castle
Tony Castle
Engenharia (adicional)
Derek Bason
Derek Bason
Engenharia (adicional)
Denny Purcell
Denny Purcell
Engenharia (edição)
Eric Conn
Eric Conn
Engenharia (edição)
Carlos Grier
Carlos Grier
Engenharia (edição)
Mark Capps
Mark Capps
Engenharia (assistente)
Graham Lewis
Graham Lewis
Engenharia (adicional)
Rich Hanson
Rich Hanson
Engenharia (assistente)
Jenny Rosato
Jenny Rosato
Engenharia (assistente)
George Massenburg
George Massenburg
Engenharia (mixagem)
Julian King
Julian King
Engenharia (mixagem)
Mike Bradley
Mike Bradley
Engenharia (gravação)

Letra

I'll need time
To get you off my mind
And I may sometimes bother you,
Try to be in touch with you
Even ask too much of you,
From time to time
Now and then,
Lord, you know I'll need a friend
'Til I get used to losing you,
Let me keep on using you
'Til I can make it on my own
I'll get by,
But no matter how I try
There'll be times you'll know I'll call
Chances are
My tears will fall
And I'll have no pride at all
From time to time
But they say,
Oh, there'll be a brighter day
But 'til then I lean on you,
That's all I mean to do
'Til I can make it on my own
Surely someday I'll look up and see the morning sun
Without another lonely night behind me
Then I'll know I'm over you
And all my cryin's done
And no more hurtin' memories
Will find me
But 'til then,
Lord, you know I'm gonna need a friend
'Til I get used to losing you,
Let me keep on using you
'Til I can make it on my own
'Til I can make it on my own
Written by: Billy Sherrill, George Richey, Tammy Wynette
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