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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lucinda Williams
Lucinda Williams
Vocals
Hal Willner
Hal Willner
Sampler
Rob Burger
Rob Burger
Piano
Doug Pettibone
Doug Pettibone
Electric Guitar
Bill Frisell
Bill Frisell
Electric Guitar
Tony Garnier
Tony Garnier
Double Bass
Jim Keltner
Jim Keltner
Percussion
Jenny Scheinman
Jenny Scheinman
Violin
Rob Brophy
Rob Brophy
Viola
Tim Loo
Tim Loo
Cello
Gary Louris
Gary Louris
Background Vocals
Gia Ciambotti
Gia Ciambotti
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lucinda Williams
Lucinda Williams
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lucinda Williams
Lucinda Williams
Producer
Hal Willner
Hal Willner
Producer
Tom Overby
Tom Overby
Executive Producer
Eric Liljestrand
Eric Liljestrand
Engineer
Vanessa Parr
Vanessa Parr
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jason Wormer
Jason Wormer
Assistant Recording Engineer
Michael Dumas
Michael Dumas
Recording Engineer
Matt Brown
Matt Brown
Recording Engineer
Kim Buie
Kim Buie
Studio Personnel
Brent Bowers
Brent Bowers
Studio Personnel
Rachel Fox
Rachel Fox
Studio Personnel
Gavin Lurssen
Gavin Lurssen
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I shudder to think What it would mean If the president wore pink Or if a prostitute was queen? What would happen then? How would the world change If thick became thin And the world was rearranged? If the rains brought down the moon And daylight was feared And the sun rose too soon And then just disappeared? If dogs became kings And the pope chewed gum And hobos had wings And God was a bum? If houses became trees And flowers turned to stone And there were no families And people lived alone? Buildings started laughing And windows cried And feet started clapping And out came inside If mountains fell in slivers And the sky began to bleed And blood filled up the rivers And prisoners were freed? If the stars fell apart And the ocean dried up And the world was one big heart And decided to stop? If children grew up happier And they could run with the wolves And they never felt trapped Or hungry or unloved? If cats walked on water And birds had bank accounts And we loved one another In equal amounts?
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