Dierks Bentley (2003)

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  • 1

    What Was I Thinkin'

    What Was I Thinkin'
    Written by Deric Ruttan, Brett Beavers, 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

    Thinkin' 'bout a little white tank top sittin' right
    There in the middle by me
    I was thinkin' 'bout a long kiss man just gotta Get
    Goin' 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 and kicked it in four-wheel
    Shut off the lights and tore through a corn field
    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

    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
    Her daddy's in a lawn chair sittin' on the driveway
    Put it in park as he started my way
    What was I thinkin', oh 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

    Musicians:

    Steve Brewster - drums
    Jimmy Barter - bass
    Steven Sheehan, Bryan Suttonacoustic - guitar
    J.t. Corenflos - electric guitar
    Glen Duncan - fiddle
    Randy Kohrs - dobro
    Bryan Sutton - banjo
    Russell Terrell - background vocals

    c2002 sony/atv songs llc dba tree publishing co., bmi/ sony/atv tunes, llc dba cross keys publishing co., ascap

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    Wish It Would Break (Live)

    Wish It Would Break
    Written by Brett Beavers, Dierks Bentley

    That old picture frame keeps hangin' 'round
    Cause I ain't ready yet to take it down
    But every now and then i'll slam the door
    Shake it loose and she'll hit the floor
    But I can't throw a good thing away
    I wish it would break

    And 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

    And this old heart of mine's got a mind of its own

    And it's decided not to let you go
    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

    I wish it would break
    I wish it would break
    Go on and break

    Musicians:

    Steve Brewster - drums
    Jimmy Carter - bass
    Steven Sheehan, Bryan Sutton - acoustic guitar
    Bryan Sutton - mandolin
    J.t. Corenflos - electric guitar
    Mike Johnson - steel guitar
    Glen Duncan - fiddle
    Wes Hightower, Lona Heinsbackground - vocals

    c2002 sony/atv songs llc dba tree publishing co., bmi/ sony/atv tunes, llc dba cross keys publishing co., ascap

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    Forget About You

    Forget About You
    Written by Ronnie Rogers, Dierks Bentley

    I'm gonna build a fire in the middle of July
    Burn your pictures and go for a drive
    Down to the river watch the ink from your love letters fade
    Come back home and turn that old mattress over
    Pour out the whiskey try wakin' up sober
    Gonna change it all tonight gonna do whatever it takes

    Yeah, 'cause I've lost weight and I've lost hair
    And I don't intend to ever go back there
    Drinkin' and a-thinkin' 'bout a love that just wasn't true
    And there's a good chance I'll end up insane
    Without enough sense to come in from the rain
    My mind might be the last thing you make me lose
    But I'll forget about you

    I heard that old jones song just the other day
    'Bout a man who took a broken heart to his grave
    But i'll be damned if a memory's gonna lay me down
    I might be walkin' around with a head full of air
    Acting kind of crazy but I don't care
    A heart barely beatin' but i'll still be above the Ground

    'Cause I've lost sleep and I've lost years
    And there ain't no tellin' how many tears
    My mind's gonna be the last thing you make me lose
    But I'll forget about, I'll forget about you
    I'll forget about you

    Musicians:

    Steve Brewster - drums
    jimmy Carter - bass
    Steven Sheehan, bryan sutton - acoustic guitar
    J.t. Corenflos - electric guitar
    Mike Johnson - steel guitar
    Russell Terrell - background vocals

    c2003 sony/atv songs llc dba tree publishing co./route six music, bmi/ sony/atv tunes, llc dba cross keys publishing co., ascap

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    I Can Only Think Of One

    I Can Only Think Of One
    Written by Steve Bogard, Brett Beavers, Dierks Bentley

    Pullin' into the fast lane on the leavin' side of town
    Just me and the dreams I've left undone
    There's a whole lot of roads that i could point This chevy down
    But I can only think of one

    On this river of concrete slab a man could drive for days
    And let his imagination run
    There's time for a million memories along the way
    But I can only think of one
    Oh, I can only think of one

    Summer down in Galveston, underneath the stars
    A fire burnin' on the sand, ragin' in our hearts
    If there's a time in my whole life i've really been in love
    I can only, I can only
    I can only think of one

    I'm not gonna turn back 'til I'm back to where you are
    To undo the damage that's been done
    There may be a hundred ways to mend this broken heart
    But I can only think of one
    Oh, I can only think of one

    Summer down in Galveston, underneath the stars
    A fire burnin' on the sand, and you back in my arms
    If there's a time in my whole life I've really been in love
    I can only
    I can only think of one

    Musicians:

    Steve Brewster - drums
    Jimmy Carter - bass
    Steven Sheehan, Bryan Sutton - acoustic guitar
    Bryan Sutton - mandolin
    J.t. Corenflos - electric guitar
    Mike Johnson - steel guitar
    Glen Duncan - fiddle
    Russell Terrell, Lona Heins - background vocals

    c2002 warner-tamerlane publishing corp./ sony/atv songs llc dba tree publishing co., bmi/ sony/atv tunes, llc dba cross keys publishing co., ascap

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    My Last Name

    My Last Name
    Written by Harley Allen, 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

    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

    So darlin' if you're wonderin' why I've got you here tonight
    I wanna be your husband, I want you to be my wife
    I 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

    Musicians:

    Steve Brewster - drums
    Jimmy Carter - bass
    Steven Sheehan - acoustic guitar
    Bryan Sutton - mandolin
    J.t. Corenflos - electric guitar
    Mike Johnson - steel guitar & dobro
    Glen Duncan - fiddle
    Russell Terrell - background vocals

    c2002 coburn music, inc., bmi/ sony/atv tunes, llc dba cross keys publishing co., ascap

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    Bartenders, etc...

    Bartenders, etc…
    Written by Dierks Bentley

    Bartenders, barstools and barmaids
    A jukebox and a pocketful of change
    Just a few of my favorite things
    Bartenders, barstools and barmaids

    Bartenders listen when you talk
    And barstools are there when you can't walk
    And i'll always make a waitress my best friend

    Until the music stops and closin' time begins

    Outside lies a heart that's been broke
    But in here it's a world of song and smoke
    That way my eyes and ears can lie to me
    While I drink another shot of make believe

    Bartenders, barstools and barmaids

    Musicians:

    Steve Brewster - drums
    Jimmy Carter - bass
    Steven Sheehan,Bryan Sutton - acoustic guitar
    J.t. Corenflos - electric guitar
    Mike Johnson - steel guitar
    Glen Duncan - fiddle
    Lona Heins , Terry Eldredge - background vocals

    c2003 big white tracks music (adm. by sony/atv tunes llc), ascap

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    Is Anybody Loving You These Days

    Is Anybody Loving You These Days
    Written by Steve Bogard, Brett Beavers, Dierks Bentley

    Midnight stoplight, happens every time
    Pretty girl in a car
    No resemblance whatsoever
    I wonder how you are
    Constant question poundin' in my brain
    Is anybody loving you these days

    Lonesome pillow, sun comes yellow
    I reach across the bed
    Should be hurried, workin' worries
    I lie there instead
    With the thought that's drivin' me insane
    Is anybody loving you these days

    Damn this small town every place that I go
    I drive by your house, I see his car and I know
    He's there with you, but when he kisses you
    Think about the memories we made, and tell me
    Is anybody loving you these days

    Second chances, backward glances
    Most people just say no
    World keeps turnin', heart keeps yearnin'
    I keep holdin' the hope
    One day you might answer with my name
    Is anybody loving you these days

    Musicians:

    steve brewster - drums
    Jimmy carter - bass
    steven sheehan, bryan sutton - acoustic guitar
    j.t. corenflos - electric guitar
    mike johnson - steel guitar
    glen duncan - fiddle
    wes hightower, lona heins - background vocals

    c2002 warner-tamerlane publishing corp./ sony/atv songs llc dba tree publishing co., bmi/ sony/atv tunes, llc dba cross keys publishing co., ascap

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    My Love Will Follow You

    My Love Will Follow You
    Written by Buddy Miller, Julie Miller

    Take your suitcase and take your heart
    Take a train to the boulevard
    My love will follow you, my love will follow you
    You can try to lose yourself downtown
    You can burn all your bridges down
    My love will follow you, yeah my love will follow you

    My love will follow you
    Down every highway of your soul
    You can leave me far behind
    But my love will be your shadow
    Everywhere you go

    So close the door, turn in the key
    Leave me here like a memory
    My love will follow you, my love will follow you
    Even on a road that takes you down where
    Cords of human kindness come unwound
    My love will follow you, yeah my love will follow you

    If you should go so far, that you cannot get back
    Girl, you may not remember, but my heart will Not lose track

    So go ahead and take that train
    In my heart you'll still remain
    My love will follow you, my love will follow you
    My love will follow you
    Oh, follow you
    My love will follow you

    Musicians:

    Steve Brewster - drums
    Jimmy Carter - bass
    Steven Sheehan, Bryan Sutton - acoustic guitar
    J.T. Corenflos - electric guitar
    Mike Johnson - steel guitar
    Glen Duncan - fiddle
    Russell Terrell, Lona Heins - background vocals

    c2000 bughouse/ tinkie tunes/ music of windswept (adm. by bug music), ascap

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    How Am I Doin'

    How Am I Doin’
    Written by Dierks Bentley

    It's strange to hear your voice
    I did not expect for you to call
    You wonder how I'm doing
    How I'm holding 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 done to me

    Well now wait one minute, I
    Failed to mention those
    Tears I cry 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

    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

    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 done to me

    Yeah, how are you doin', now that you know
    How i'm doin' since you did

    What you done to me

    Musicians:

    Steve brewster - drums
    Jimmy carter - bass
    Steven sheehan - acoustic guitar
    Bryan sutton - acoustic guitar
    J.t. corenflos - electric guitar
    Mike johnson - steel guitar
    Glen duncan - fiddle
    Russell terrell - background vocals

    @2003 skronk bonk tunes, bmi/ sony/atv tunes llc dba cross keys publishing co., ascap

  • 10

    Distant Shore

    Distant Shore
    Written by Deric Ruttan, Brett Beavers, Dierks Bentley

    Every day I swim an ocean
    Fightin' your memory like endless waves
    I've surrendered to the truth, i'll always love you
    But I know someday
    I'm gonna reach the banks of a distant shore
    Where I won't miss you anymore

    Once in a while I ride the river
    Of whiskey wishes from an old shot glass
    But the way it used to be, follows me downstream
    So I keep knockin' 'em back
    Till I reach the banks of a distant shore
    Where I won't miss you anymore

    Someday I'm gonna get there
    It might take my last prayer

    But one of these days i'm gonna cross that ocean
    Some sweet angel will set me free
    And they'll tell my story, sing a song about glory
    And read Psalm 23
    When I reach the banks of that distant shore
    Where I won't miss you anymore

    Gonna rest my soul in the hands of the Lord
    Where I won't miss you anymore

    Musicians:

    Steve Brewster - drums
    Jimmy Carter - bass
    Steven Sheehan, Bryan Sutton - acoustic guitar
    J.T. Corenflos - electric guitar
    Russ Pahl - steel guitar & banjo
    Glen Duncan - fiddle
    Wes Hightower - background vocals

    c2002 sony/atv songs llc dba tree publishing co., bmi/ sony/atv tunes, llc dba cross keys publishing co., ascap

  • 11

    I Bought The Shoes

    I Bought The Shoes
    Written by Dale Dodson, Ken Mellons, Jimmy Melton

    Designer names and diamond rings
    Are just some of the finer things
    I thought it took to keep her satisfied
    But a bank account and credit cards
    A circle drive through an acre yard
    Couldn't fill that lonesome feelin'
    That she held inside

    I bought her fancy clothes for all occasions
    And that new car so she could go
    Just any old where she pleased
    I bought the golden band she wore
    On the hand that closed the door
    And I bought the shoes that just walked out on me

    Leavin' early and stayin' out late
    I thought for sure her love would wait
    Until the day i could find the time
    But all the things that she expected
    Were all the things that i neglected
    For what she wanted most from me
    Would not have cost a dime

    I bought the golden band she wore
    On the hand that closed the door
    And I bought the shoes that just walked out on me
    Yes, I bought those shoes that just walked out on me

    Musicians:

    Steve Brewster - drums
    Jimmy Carter - bass
    Steven Sheehan - acoustic guitar
    J.T. Corenflos, James Mitchell - electric guitar
    Rusty Danmyer - steel guitar
    Shad Cobb - fiddle
    Terry Eldredge - background vocals

    c2002 sony/atv tunes, llc dba cross keys publishing co./ cupit memaries/ castle street music, inc., ascap

  • 12

    Whiskey Tears

    Whiskey Tears
    Written by Mike Ward, Dierks Bentley

    There's things in my life that I've been missin'
    The touch of a woman, and lovin' after dark
    Come here lately the woman I've been kissin'
    She comes from kentucky boys, and she don't have a heart

    Bartender, he don't mind, he sets 'em up the same
    I ain't been sober since it's over, got no plans to change
    I traded my tomorrows to remain in yesterday
    Whiskey tears are fallin' here and each one Cries her name

    I used to be so afraid of dyin'

    I lived every moment for lovin' her
    But when she walked away my heart quit tryin'
    And now i'm no stranger to hurt

    Bartender, he don't mind, he sets 'em up the same
    Whiskey tears are fallin' here and each one Cries her name

    Musicians:

    Steve Brewster - drums
    Jimmy Carter - bass
    Steven Sheehan, Bryan Sutton - acoustic guitar
    J.T. Corenflos, James Mitchell - electric guitar
    Rusty Danmyer - steel guitar
    Glen Duncan - fiddle
    Terry Eldredge, Lona Heins - background vocals

    c 2000 colonel rebel music (adm. by icg)/ blue nugget music/ big white tracks music (adm. by sony/atv tunes llc), ascap

  • 13

    Train Travelin'

    Train Travelin’
    Written by Dierks Bentley

    Every time I hear the whistle whine
    From a lonesome locomotive coming down the line
    It carries my mind away to another place and time
    When train travelin’ across the land was the Only way to fly

    Am I a fool to think it glamorous
    Box-carrin' like a hobo, it must have been rough
    But a simpler way of life is what it really means to me
    When we weren't so dependent on money to be free

    I hear you train, are you travelin' my way
    Won't you let me ride your rails right back to yesterday
    Who knows what i could see from that old time machine
    But there you go again train travelin'
    There you go again train travelin'

    I'm lyin' on a rotten wooden floor
    Smell yesterday's whiskey, hear rattlin' at the door
    Railroad man lookin' for me i'm scared as i can be
    I open my eyes and realize it's just another dream

    There you go again train travelin'

    Musicians:

    Mike Bub - bass
    Rob McCoury - banjo
    Del McCoury - acoustic guitar
    Ronnie McCoury - mandolin
    Jason Carter - fiddle
    Del McCoury, Ronnie McCoury - background vocals

    c2002 sony/atv tunes llc dba cross keys publishing co. (ascap)