Dierks Bentley

Lot of Leavin' Left To Do

Deric Ruttan, Brett Beavers and Dierks Bentley

These old boots still got a lot of ground they ain't covered yet

There's at least another million miles under these old bus treads

So if you think I'm gonna settle down, I've got news for you

I still got a lot of leavin' left to do

And as long as there's a song left in this old guitar

This life I'm bound to lead ain't for the faint of heart

So you won't fall for me if you know what's good for you

'Cause I still got a lot of leavin' left to do

Chorus:

Guess the Lord made me hard to handle

So lovin' me might be a long shot gamble

So before you go and turn me on

Be sure that you can turn me loose

'Cause I still got a lot of leavin' left to do

Girl, you look like you might be an angel, so I won't lie

I could love you like the devil, if you wanted me to tonight

And we could talk about forever for a day or two

But I still got a lot of leavin' left to do

Repeat chorus

Yeah I still got a lot of leavin' left to do

Come A Little Closer

Brett Beavers and Dierks Bentley

Come a little closer baby

I feel like layin' you down

On a bed of sweet surrender

Where we can work it all out

There ain't nothin' that love can't fix

Girl it's right here at our fingertips

So come a little closer baby

I feel like layin' you down

Come a little closer baby

I feel like lettin' go

Of everything that stands between us

And the love we used to know

I want to touch you like a cleansin' rain

And let it wash all the hurt away

So come a little closer baby

I feel like lettin' go

If there's still a chance then take my hand

And we'll steal away

Off into the night 'til we make things right

The sun's gonna rise on a better day

Come a little close baby

I feel like strippin' it down

Back to the basics of you and me

And what makes the world go 'round

Every inch of you against my skin

I wanna be stronger than we've ever been

So come a little closer baby

I feel like strippin' it down

Come a little closer baby

Just a little bit closer baby

Come a little closer baby

I feel like layin' you down

Settle For A Slow Down

Tony Martin, Brett Beavers and Dierks Bentley

I must look just like a fool, here in the middle of the road

Standin' there in your rearview, getting' soaked to the bone

This land is flat is it is mean, a man can see for a hundred miles

So I'm still prayin' I might see, the glow of the brake light

Chorus:

But your wheels just turn, down the road ahead

If it hurts at all, you ain't showed it yet

I keep lookin' for the slightest sign

That you might miss, what you left behind

I know there's nothin' stoppin' you now

But I'd settle for a slowdown

I held on longer than I should, believin' you might change your mind

And those bright lights of Hollywood, would fade in time

Repeat chorus

But your wheels just turn, down the road ahead

If it hurts at all, you ain't showed it yet

You're just a tiny dot, on that horizon line

Come on tap those brakes, baby just on time

I know there's nothin' stoppin' you now

I'm not asking you to turn back around

I'd settle for a slowdown

Come on just slowdown

I'd settle for a slowdown

What Was I Thinkin'

Deric Ruttan, Brett Beavers and Dierks Bentley

Becky was a beauty from south Alabama

Her Daddy had a heart like a nine-pound hammer

Think he even did a little time in the slammer

What was I thinkin'

She snuck out one night and met me by the front gate

Her Daddy came out wavin' that twelve gauge

We tore out the drive, he peppered my tailgate

What was I thinkin'

Oh, I knew there'd be hell to pay

But that crossed my mind a little too late 'Cause I was

Chorus:

Thinkin' 'bout a little white tank top

Sittin' right there in the middle by me

An' I was thinkin' 'bout a long kiss

Man, just gotta get going where the night might lead

I know what I was feelin'

But what was I thinkin'

What was I thinkin'

By the county line, the cops were nippin' on our heels

Pulled off the road an' kicked it in four-wheel

Shut off the lights and tore through a cornfield

What was I thinkin'

Out the other side she was hollerin' faster

Took a dirt road, had the radio blastin'

Hit the honky-tonk for a little close dancin'

What was I thinkin'

Oh, I knew there'd be hell to pay

But that crossed my mind a little too late 'cause I was

(Repeat Chorus)

When a mountain of a man with a "born to kill" tattoo

Tried to cut in, I knocked out his front tooth

We ran outside, hood slidin' like Bo Duke

What was I thinkin'

I finally got her home at a half past too late

Daddy's in a long chair sittin' on the driveway

Put it in park as he started my way

What was I thinkin'

Oh, what was I thinkin'

Then she gave a come-and-get-me grin

And like a bullet we were gone again 'cause I was

I know what I was feelin', but what was I thinkin'

Guess I was thinkin' 'bout that tank top...

My Last Name

Harley Allen and Dierks Bentley

I learned how to write it, when I first started school

Some bully didn't like it, he said it didn't sound too cool

So I had to hit him, and all I said when the blood came

It's my last name

Grandpa took it off to Europe, to fight the Germans in the war

It came back on some dog tags, nobody wears no more

It's written on a headstone, in the field where he was slain

It's my last name

Chorus:

Passed down from generations, too far back to trace

I can see all my relations, when I look into my face

May never make it famous, but I'll never bring it shame

It's my last name

Daddy always told me, far back as I recall

Son you're part of somethin', you represent us all

So keep it how you got it, as solid as it came

It's my last name

Repeat Chorus

So darling if you're wonderin, why I've got you here tonight

I wanna be your husband, I want you to be my wife

Ain't got much to give you, but what I've got means everything

It's my last name

Oh, it's my last name

I learned how to write it, when I first started school

How Am I Doin'

Writer X and Dierks Bentley

It's strange to hear your voice,

I did not expect for you to call.

You wonder how I'm doin',

How I'm holdin up since you did me wrong.

Well, how am I doin' since you did what you done to me?

I can't lie, I sometimes cry when I think of how it used to be.

I keep my friends with me, I stay busy and I don't get much sleep.

Baby, that's how I'm doin since you did what you d-d-done to me.

Well, now wait one minute, I failed to mention,

Those tears I cried, are tears of joy.

Because it was no fun there under your thumb,

And now that we're done,

I'm gettin' right every night,

With every single ever-lovin' girl in sight,

So how am I doin' since you did what you done to me?

I can't lie, I sometimes cry when I think of how it used to be.

I keep my friends with me, I stay busy and I don't get much sleep.

Baby, that's how I'm doin since you did what you d-d-done to me.

All right!

Well, when all my friends heard what,

A you-know-what you were they took me out on the town.

But then, I heard our song and I danced along

But it felt all wrong cause',

She was sweet, she let me lead.

She never took her ever-lovin' eyes off me.

So how am I doin' since you did what you done to me?

I can't lie, I sometimes cry when I think of how it used to be.

I keep my friends with me, I stay busy and I don't get much sleep.

Baby, that's how I'm doin since you did what you d-d-done to me.

Well I don't know what you were thinkin',

Runnin' round on me.

Now you say you're sorry,

Well, honey, I agree.

So how are you doin' since you did what you done to me?

Girl don't lie, you know you cry 'cause you know how good it used to be.

Yeah, tell me does the thought of losin' my true love make it hard to sleep?

Baby, how are you doin' since you did what you d-d-done to me?

Yeah, how are you doin',

Now that you know,

How I'm doin' since you did,

What you d-d-done to me?

Wish It Would Break

Brett Beavers and Dierks Bentley

That ol' picture frame keeps hangin' round,

'Cause I ain't ready, yet, to take it down.

Every now an' then, I'll slam the door;

Shake it loose an' she'll hit the floor.

But I can't throw a good thing away:

I wish it would break.

An' I swear my truck's got a haunted radio,

'Cause I hear you in every song.

But I know what the silence makes me do,

So I keep givin' those buttons more abuse.

I wonder how much punchin' it can take:

I wish it would break.

Then I could move on, right on down the line,

Where I don't see you, need you, in my life.

But you're wrapped around me;

Your memory's bound me like a chain:

I wish it would break.

An' this ol' heart of mine's got a mind of it's own:

It's decided not to let you go.

An' even though your love's no longer here,

It won't let me shed one tear.

'Cause it's still holdin' on to yesterday:

I wish it would break.

Then I could move on, right on down the line,

Where I don't see you, need you, in my life.

But you're wrapped around me;

Your memory's bound me like a chain:

I wish it would break.

Yeah, I wish it would break.

Go on and break.

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