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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lee Ann Womack
Lee Ann Womack
Performer
Randy Scruggs
Randy Scruggs
Acoustic Guitar
B. James Lowry
B. James Lowry
Acoustic Guitar
Brent Rowan
Brent Rowan
Electric Guitar
Brent Mason
Brent Mason
Electric Guitar
Kenny Greenberg
Kenny Greenberg
Electric Guitar
Michael Rhodes
Michael Rhodes
Bass Guitar
Shannon Forrest
Shannon Forrest
Drums
Steve Nathan
Steve Nathan
Piano
Chuck Leavell
Chuck Leavell
Piano
Paul Franklin
Paul Franklin
Steel Guitar
Aubrey Haynie
Aubrey Haynie
Fiddle
Bryan Sutton
Bryan Sutton
Banjo
Eric Darken
Eric Darken
Percussion
Kim Keys
Kim Keys
Background Vocals
Keith Sewell
Keith Sewell
Background Vocals
Gene Miller
Gene Miller
Background Vocals
Chris Rodriguez
Chris Rodriguez
Background Vocals
Bergen White
Bergen White
Background Vocals
Lisa Cochran
Lisa Cochran
Background Vocals
Marabeth Jordan
Marabeth Jordan
Background Vocals
Bob Bailey
Bob Bailey
Background Vocals
Vicki Hampton
Vicki Hampton
Background Vocals
Kim Fleming
Kim Fleming
Background Vocals
The Nashville String Machine
The Nashville String Machine
Fiddle
David Campbell
David Campbell
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brett Beavers
Brett Beavers
Composer
Tom Douglas
Tom Douglas
Composer
David Campbell
David Campbell
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lee Ann Womack
Lee Ann Womack
Producer
Mark Wright
Mark Wright
Producer
Greg Droman
Greg Droman
Recording Engineer
Todd Gunnerson
Todd Gunnerson
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Hey Mona Lisa, who was Leonardo Was he Andy Warhol Were you Marilyn Monroe Hey Mozart, what kind of name is Amadeus It's kind of like Elvis You got to die to be famous I may not go down in history I just want someone to remember me I'll probably never hold a brush that paints a masterpiece I'll probably never find a pen that writes a symphony But if I will love then I will find That I have touched another life And that's something Something worth leaving behind Hey Midas, they say you had the magic touch But even all that shiny stuff Someday is gonna turn to dust Hey Jesus, it must have been some Sunday morning In a blaze of glory We're still telling your story I may not go down in history I just want someone to remember me I'll probably never dream a dream and watch it turn to gold I know I'll never lose my life to save another's soul But if I will love then I will find That I have touched another life And that's something Something worth leaving behind Hey baby, see the future that we're building Our love lives on In the lives of our children And that's something Something worth leaving behind
Writer(s): Tom Douglas, Brett Beavers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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