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Vanishing Breed
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Vanishing Breed was released on March 8, 1988 by Warner Records as a part of the album River of Time
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Release DateMarch 8, 1988
LabelWarner Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Michael Martin Murphey
Michael Martin Murphey
Performer
David Hoffner
David Hoffner
Synthesizer
Larry Byrom
Larry Byrom
Acoustic Guitar
Mark Casstevens
Mark Casstevens
Acoustic Guitar
Steve Gibson
Steve Gibson
Electric Guitar, Acoustic Guitar
Christopher Harris
Christopher Harris
Background Vocals
Daniel Keen
Daniel Keen
Background Vocals
Dennis Wilson
Dennis Wilson
Background Vocals
Gary Janney
Gary Janney
Background Vocals
Take 6
Take 6
Background Vocals
Wayne Kirkpatrick
Wayne Kirkpatrick
Background Vocals
Mike Brignardello
Mike Brignardello
Bass
Eddie Bayers
Eddie Bayers
Drums
James Stroud
James Stroud
Drums
Mark O'Connor
Mark O'Connor
Fiddle
Charlie McCoy
Charlie McCoy
Harmonica
Dennis Burnside
Dennis Burnside
Keyboards
Paul Franklin
Paul Franklin
Pedal Steel Guitar
Michael Rhodes
Michael Rhodes
Bass
Mike Lawler
Mike Lawler
Synthesizer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Martin Murphey
Michael Martin Murphey
Songwriter
David Hoffner
David Hoffner
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Steve Gibson
Steve Gibson
Producer
Jim Ed
Jim Ed
Producer

Lyrics

We're both the kind who can find peace of mind in the light of an old fireplace
Wrapped in a blanket talking the night away
Watching snow falling the lone wolf is calling out into the endless space
There aren't many left like us these days
Down where the city lights burn I'll know we'll never return
Listen in the wind blow over the hills through whispering pines
Everything is free and all that we see is yours and mine
Just you and me and this old log house is all that we need
That's why they call us the vanishing breed
It's good just knowing that our love is growing and we're gonna find a place
In a life we build with our own hands
Like wild horses running out under the sun we're gonna find some space
There aren't many left like us these days
God's greatest gift to you and me is knowing how it feels to be free
Listen to the wind...
That's why they call us the vanishing breed
Written by: David Hoffner, Michael Martin Murphey
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