Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sammy Kershaw
Performer
Eddie Bayers
Drums
Glenn Worf
Electric Bass Guitar
Brent Mason
Electric Guitar
John D. Willis
Acoustic Guitar
Pig Robbins
Piano
John Wesley Ryles
Background Vocals
Glen Duncan
Fiddle
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rick Bowles
Composer
Chris Waters
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Keith Stegall
Producer
John Kelton
Mixing Engineer
Craig White
Assistant Recording Engineer
Mark Ralston
Assistant Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Well first I missed my plane
So I wound up on your flight
Then we got stuck in Dallas-Ft. Worth half the night
And the only vacant seat you could find at gate twenty-nine
Was one next to mine
Call it fate, destiny, call it luck you ended up with me
But some things are meant to be
Coincidence, circumstance or something bigger that's just out of our hands
Oh, some things are meant to be
You said Atlanta was your home
Well I happened to live there too
I'd just broken up with someone and so had you
And when you said for everyone there is someone they're meant to find
I knew I'd found mine
Call it fate, destiny, call it luck you ended up with me
But some things are meant to be
Coincidence, circumstance or something bigger that's just out of our hands
Oh, some things are meant to be
Coincidence, circumstance or something bigger that's just out of our hands
Oh, some things are meant to be
Baby some things are meant to be
Writer(s): Rick Bowles, Chris Waters Dunn
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