Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Evan & Jaron
Performer
Evan Lowenstein
Vocals
Jaron Lowenstein
Vocals
Dave Anthony
Musician
Dave Bassett
Musician
Greg Arreguin
Musician
Jeff Baxter
Musician
Michael Bland
Musician
Chris Bruce
Musician
T Bone Burnett
Musician
Vinnie Colaiuta
Musician
Matt Chamberlain
Musician
Dorian Crozier
Musician
John Fields
Programming
Mick Fleetwood
Musician
Steve Holztman
Musician
Jay Joyce
Musician
Suzie Katayama
Musician
Jim Keltner
Musician
Nick Lane
Musician
Darrell Leonard
Musician
Jamie Mahoberac
Musician
Don McCollister
Musician
John Medeski
Musician
Marc Ribot
Musician
Benmont Tench
Musician
Dan Wilson
Musician
Rusty Anderson
Musician
Kenny Aronoff
Musician
Mark Dobson
Musician
Carmen Rizzo
Musician
Matt Serletic
Musician
Leland Sklar
Musician
Patrick Warren
Musician
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Evan Lowenstein
Composer
Jaron Lowenstein
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Evan Lowenstein
Producer
Jaron Lowenstein
Producer
T Bone Burnett
Executive Producer
John Fields
Producer
Don McCollister
Recording Engineer
Christine Sirois
Engineer
Mike Shipley
Mixing Engineer
Tom Lord-Alge
Mixing Engineer
Pat McCarthy
Mixing Engineer
Rick Will
Mixing Engineer
Stephen Marcussen
Mastering Engineer
Mike Piersante
Recording Engineer
Ken Allerdyce
Recording Engineer
Joe Barissi
Recording Engineer
Brad Cook
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Now I've found a little time
to take a look back
from the caboose
and follow the tracks of my life.
They're tangled about lying true.
And I know it's just me,
my point of view,
but those are the
important two,
and I don't need
to check with the crowd.
Wouldn't it be nice to be proud?
The door was open
and into the night.
I jumped through
and turned on the light.
I started to see
though it wasn't that bright
I saw island sky
but it wasn't all blue.
My aces weren't right
but I didn't want to lose,
so I put up a fight
and screamed out loud.
Wouldn't it be nice to be proud?
And when it all is clear,
the time to repair
disappears
takin' with it chances left untried.
See my friends
huddled together,
tryin' to stay warm
in nasty weather.
We'd beat the odds,
whenever they'd call.
And all the jokes
that I played on friends
never did get
me in the end.
I guess I was
given more than allowed.
Wouldn't it be nice to be proud?
And when it all is clear
the time to repair
disappears
takin' with it chances left untried.
Writer(s): Jaron Lowenstein, Evan Lowenstein
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