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My Father's Daughter

Anne Wilson

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Ten foot tall and bulletproof, always lookin' up to you
I can see me, four years old, up on your shoulders
The sound of gravel meant home from work
Calloused hands, flannel shirt
Kiss goodnight and bedtime prayers when the day was over

I've got your eyes, I've got your heart
I've got your arms holdin' me
I've got a place to land
when I just can't make sense of anything
This woman I'm becomin'
the world might put some labels on her
But no matter where I go, I'll always be
My father's daughter
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Now I'm out here on my own
but I'm still Princess in your phone
You've stayed the same while my whole life's been changin'
Been through heaven, been through hell
Through it all, you loved me well
Ain't no doubt that you and God are how I made it

I've got your eyes, I've got your heart
I've got your arms holdin' me
I've got a place to land
when I just can't make sense of anything
This woman I'm becomin'
the world might put some labels on her
But no matter where I go, I'll always be
My father's daughter
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Sunday mornin', third row pew
Takes me back to watchin' you
Raise your hands and sing about the livin' water
Swear you almost came apart
When I asked Jesus in my heart
Said Annie, don't forget you are your father's daughter

This woman I'm becomin'
the world might put some labels on her
But no matter where I go, I'll always be
My father's daughter

Compositores: Anne Wilson, Matthew Joseph West (Matthew West), Emily Lynn Weisband, Jeff Pardo
ECAD: Obra #42122755

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