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My Fathers Daughter Video (MV)




Performed By: Anne Wilson
From Album: Rebel
Language: English
Length: 3:03
Written by: Anne Wilson, Emily Weisband, Jeff Pardo, Matthew West
Year: 2024




Anne Wilson - My Fathers Daughter Lyrics




10 foot tall and bulletproof
Always looking 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 holding me
I've got a place to land when I just can't make sense of anything
This woman I'm becoming, 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

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

Sunday morning, third-row pew
Takes me back to watching you
Raise your hands and sing about the living 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 becoming, the world might put some labels on her
But no matter where I go, I'll always be
My father's daughter
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English

10 foot tall and bulletproof
Always looking 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 holding me
I've got a place to land when I just can't make sense of anything
This woman I'm becoming, 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

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

Sunday morning, third-row pew
Takes me back to watching you
Raise your hands and sing about the living 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 becoming, the world might put some labels on her
But no matter where I go, I'll always be
My father's daughter
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Writer: Anne Wilson, Emily Weisband, Jeff Pardo, Matthew West
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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