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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Emerson Hart
Guitar
Dan Rothchild
Bass
Jeff Russo
Guitar
Kevin Shepard
Drums
Lenny Castro
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Emerson Hart
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jack Joseph Puig
Mixing Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
It's the way he looks at you that says to me
This isn't over
From the outside lookin' in, you see there's nothing sacred here
Nothing sacred
You can bend
But you can't break
For the reasons out of our control
You try to make it roll like a dice, away
But you say that you're all empowered here
This is obviously not clear enough to me
You can bend
But you can't break
You can't break
Hey, little girl, keep dancing
Hey-yeah, little girl, keep dancing alone
'Cause there's not enough time in your day to keep you here
The soldier's daughter
Did your daddy, did your daddy hurt you?
Did he make you feel bad?
Did he poison your views
With the water he was raised on?
Oh, your father's son says hang on
Hang on
Hey, little girl, keep dancing
Hey-yeah, little girl, keep dancing alone
'Cause there's not enough time in your life to stay here
So over the hills he'd climb
Just to see her there in time
Just to watch the sun shine through her dress
The sweet soldier's daughter
The sweet soldier's daughter
Written by: Emerson Hart