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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rod Stewart
Rod Stewart
Performer
Bridget Cady
Bridget Cady
Vocals
Kevin Savigar
Kevin Savigar
Keyboards
Emerson Swinford
Emerson Swinford
Guitar
Julia Thornton
Julia Thornton
Tambourine
Becca Kötte
Becca Kötte
Background Vocals
Di Reed
Di Reed
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rod Stewart
Rod Stewart
Composer
Kevin Savigar
Kevin Savigar
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rod Stewart
Rod Stewart
Producer
Kevin Savigar
Kevin Savigar
Producer
Patrick Logue
Patrick Logue
Assistant Recording Engineer
Bernie Grundman
Bernie Grundman
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
There are times to remember and times that I wish to forget
Our time together was tinged with love and regret
Oh, my girl, my sweet, sweet little girl
[Verse 2]
Didn't I try to tell you that life was for living, oh, didn't I?
And wasn't I the guy who said
"Stay away from that tribe" oh, wasn't I?
And didn't I try to tell ya that stuff's gonna kill ya, oh, didn't I?
But you thought it was cool and I was just an old fool
Oh, look at ya
[Verse 3]
You left home for the city with Hollywood stars in your eyes
Now your mother, God bless her, cries herself to sleep every night
Oh, my girl, my sweet, innocent girl
[Verse 4]
Didn't I search the streets
For the beggars, pimps, and cheats, oh, didn't I?
And didn't I try to guide ya through a baptism of fire, oh, didn't I?
And didn't I try to warn ya
About them folk in California, oh, didn't I?
But you said "Daddy, please don't worry
I got friends out there who love me"
Now look at ya
[Verse 5]
Oh baby, come back home, we can work this out
There is no blame
I wanna hold you close and stroke your hair
Share your pain, yeah
[Verse 6]
Didn't I do the best for you
Tried to make you stay in school, didn't I?
Once I was your hero but I went from ten to zero, oh, didn't I?
Now listen
For a roll of the dice
You really paid the ultimate price, oh, didn't ya?
Now I stand by your bedside, watching you fight for your life
[Verse 7]
Where's the innocence?
(Where's the innocence?)
Where's the future?
(Where is the future?)
Where's the beauty?
Where's the promise?
(Where is the promise?)
[Verse 8]
There are times to remember and times that I wish to forget
Written by: Kevin Savigar, Rod Stewart
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