Music

Lot Of Leavin’ Left To Do
Written by 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

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

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

Musicians

Bryan Sutton – Acoustic Guitar, Banjo
Steve Sheehan – Acoustic Guitar
J.T. Corenflos – Electric Guitar
Jimmy Carter – Bass
Steve Brewster – Drums
Gary Morse – Sho-Bud Pedal Steel Guitar
Russell Terrell - Background Vocals

©2004 Sony/ATV Tree Publishing, BMI/Sony/ATV Cross Keys Publishing, ASCAP

Come A Little Closer
Written by 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 closer 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

Musicians:

Bryan Sutton – Acoustic Guitar & Banjo
Steve Sheehan – Acoustic Guitar
J.T. Corenflos – Electric Guitar
Jimmy Carter – Bass
Steve Brewster – Drums
Gary Morse – Sho-Bud Pedal Steel Guitar
Russell Terrell and Lona Heins - Background Vocals

©2005 Sony/ATV Tree Publishing, BMI/ Sony/ATV Cross Keys Publishing, ASCAP

Cab Of My Truck
Written by Mark Nesler, Brett Beavers and Dierks Bentley

Cracked windshield that I super-glued
Crumpled-up cans and a beat up bag of Red Man chew
Fix-a-Flat, Johnny Cash box set
Half a dozen parking tickets that I ain’t paid yet
And sittin’ on that cloth bench seat
I got my shotgun girl right next to me

Four wheels turnin’, two hearts burnin’
We go runnin’ wild
Gonna make a million memories
For every hundred thousand miles
Learnin’ everything
I’ll ever need to know about life and love
In the cab of my truck

Slidin’ rear back window
So it’s an easy reach to where my cooler keeps ‘em iced down cold
Roll of duct tape, WD-40
Ain’t nothin’ too loose or locked too tight for a man like me
Yeah, I might take it slow, 30 through town
But on a back dirt road
Girl, I put the hammer down

Down by the river, two bodies in the
Glow of the radio dial
Gonna make a million memories
For every hundred thousand miles
Learnin’ everything
I’ll ever need to know about life and love
In the cab of my truck
In the cab of my truck

Musicians:

Bryan Sutton – Acoustic Guitar
Steve Sheehan – Acoustic Guitar
J.T. Corenflos – Electric Guitar
Jimmy Carter – Bass
Steve Brewster – Drums
Gary Morse – Lap Steel Guitar
Randy Kohrs – Dobro
Russell Terrell - Background Vocals

©2005 Sony/ATV Tree Publishing, BMI/Nez Music, BMI/ Sony/ATV Cross Keys Publishing, ASCAP

Settle For A Slowdown
Written by 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, gettin’ soaked to the bone
This land is flat as 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

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

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 one 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

Musicians:

Bryan Sutton – Acoustic Guitar
Steve Sheehan – Acoustic Guitar
J.T. Corenflos – Electric Guitar, Danelectro
Jimmy Carter – Bass
Steve Brewster – Drums
Gary Morse – Sho-Bud Pedal Steel Guitar
Aubrey Haynie - Fiddle
Russell Terrell and Lona Heins - Background Vocals

©2005 Sony/ATV Tree Publishing/ Goldwatch Music (adm. by Sony/ATV Music Publishing), BMI/ Sony/ATV Cross Keys Publishing, ASCAP

Domestic, Light And Cold
Written by Brett Beavers and Dierks Bentley

Hey bartender
Can I make one special request
My woman left me
So tonight I’ll be drinkin' your best

I'm not talkin' 'bout single malt scotch, Jagermeister or Cuervo Gold
I'll take anything domestic, light and cold

Domestic, light and cold
That's what I’m havin'
Serve me up any old
Iced-down American classic
Pop a top, crack a can
Just don't make me wait too long
I'll take anything domestic, light and cold

No I wasn't cheatin'
She just said that I was hard to please
And I’ll admit it
I can be set in my country ways
So go ahead and break out the good stuff
If I can be so bold
I'll take anything domestic, light and cold

You got beer from all over the world
On the wall
I can even get a free t’shirt
If I tried 'em all
But tonight I’m in the mood
For some of that homegrown brew

Yeah, pop a top, crack a can
Just don't make me wait too long
I'll take anything domestic
Hey I know what the best is
Anything domestic, light and cold

Musicians:

Bryan Sutton – Acoustic Guitar
Steve Sheehan – Acoustic Guitar
J.T. Corenflos – Electric Guitar
Jimmy Carter – Bass
Steve Brewster – Drums
Gary Morse – Sho-Bud Pedal Steel Guitar
Aubrey Haynie - Fiddle
Wes Hightower - Background Vocals

©2005 Sony/ATV Tree Publishing, BMI/ Sony/ATV Cross Keys Publishing, ASCAP

Good Things Happen
Written by Jamie Hartford

The world is cold but I don’t care
When you have flowers in your hair
I see color and I hear sound
And good things happen when you’re around

I work hard for not much pay

So I can know you’ll be okay
’Cause I need to live where love abounds
And good things happen when you’re around

So won’t you wait for me
I’ll be home soon
Wait for me
I’ll only be a day or two

Won’t you wait for me
I’ll be home soon
Yeah, wait for me
I’ll only be a day or two

The world is cold but I don’t care
When you have flowers in your hair
I see color and I hear sound
And good things happen when you’re around
Good things happen when you’re around

Musicians:

Bryan Sutton – Acoustic Guitar
Steve Sheehan – Acoustic Guitar
J.T. Corenflos – Electric Guitar
Jimmy Carter – Bass
Steve Brewster – Drums
Gary Morse – Sho-Bud Pedal Steel Guitar
Alison Krauss - Background Vocals

©1997 Universal – Songs of PolyGram International, Inc./ Door Number One Music (adm. by Universal – Songs of PolyGram International, Inc.), BMI

Down On Easy Street
Written by Steve Bogard, Brett Beavers and Dierks Bentley

Guess you heard I’m doin’ well
Struck it rich, to hear some folks tell
But I’m still the same old me
Down on Easy Street

You give your all to find that road
And you lose touch with some people as you go
Promises are hard to keep
Down on Easy Street

But when I lay down, and you’re not there
Girl, I wish I was anywhere, but

In this world where the telephone is all I touch
When I’m alone and no one ever really knows
The man inside of me
Up here in this lonely room just a-sippin’ wine
And a-missin’ you girl I’ve got everything
But what I need

That’s why I’m down
Down on Easy Street

Someone told me you moved on
Well who could blame you, with me so often gone
But do you ever think of me
Down on Easy Street

If you’re out this way, some week, some year
Girl, you’ll still find me waitin’ here

Down on Easy Street
Down on Easy Street

Guess you heard I’m doin’ well

Musicians:

Bryan Sutton – Acoustic Guitar, Banjo
Steve Sheehan – Acoustic Guitar
J.T. Corenflos – Electric Guitar, Danelectro
Jimmy Carter – Bass
Steve Brewster – Drums
Gary Morse – Sho-Bud Pedal Steel Guitar
Russell Terrell and Lona Heins - Background Vocals

©2005 Sony/ATV Tree Publishing/Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp., BMI/ Sony/ATV Cross Keys Publishing, ASCAP

So So Long
Written by Jim Beavers, Brett Beavers and Dierks Bentley

Girl I caught you in your little white lie
Red handed, red handed
You said you had to work tonight
But here you are dancin’, slow dancin’
In this honky tonk with someone else
And all you got to say for yourself is so…so? I’m sorry, so?

So, so long, bye bye baby
I’ll catch you on the flip side maybe, don’t you
Slip slide on a tear when you find me gone
Go go on, cry crybaby
Those tears are gonna drip dry maybe
But you’re gonna miss my good love baby
For so so long
So so long

Let me buy you a goodbye drink
Make it a double, a double
‘Cause I’ve seen everything I need to see
You’re nothin’ but trouble, big trouble
And one other thing before I go
I wanna tell you that I think you’re so…so…so…aw, I ain’t gonna sink that low

I bet you think I’m gonna let it slide
The way you’re flashin’ me those puppy dog eyes
Right?....yeah right…right?...wrong

So so long
So so long

Musicians:

Bryan Sutton – Acoustic Guitar
Steve Sheehan – Acoustic Guitar
J.T. Corenflos – Electric Guitar
Jimmy Carter – Bass
Steve Brewster – Drums
Gary Morse – Sho-Bud Pedal Steel Guitar
Aubrey Haynie - Fiddle
Russell Terrell and Lona Heins - Background Vocals

©2005 Sony/ATV Tree Publishing/ Skronk Bonk Tunes (adm. by Sony/ATV Music Publishing), BMI/Sony/ATV Cross Keys Publishing, ASCAP

Modern Day Drifter
Written by John Scott Sherrill and Wyatt Easterling

I'm gonna be a modern day drifter
Get out while I can
Gonna trade in this life I’ve been livin’
For a pocket full of sand
And a modern day drifter
Don't have to tell no one his plans

I'm gonna find that long stretch of highway
Where no one knows my name
Where as long as the sky just goes on
And it’s never the same
A modern day drifter don't ever complain

Bye bye, high life
Feels like the right time
To say so long
Keep on goin’ strong
And I’ll just keep on bein’ gone

’Cause I’m gonna be a modern day drifter
Yes I am
Gonna slip this ring off my finger
’Cause everybody understands
That a modern day drifter’s got
Nothin’ but time on his hands

Bye bye, high life
It feels like the right time

To say so long
Keep on goin’ strong
And I’ll just keep on bein’ gone

’Cause I’m gonna be a modern day drifter
Oh, yes I am
Gonna slip this ring off my finger
’Cause everybody understands
That a modern day drifter’s got
Nothin’ but time on his hands

Musicians:

Bryan Sutton – Acoustic Guitar, Mandolin
Steve Sheehan – Acoustic Guitar
J.T. Corenflos – Electric Guitar
Rod Janzen – Electric Guitar
Jimmy Carter – Bass
Steve Brewster – Drums
Randy Kohrs – Dobro
Wes Hightower and Michelle Poe - Background Vocals

©2005 Sony/ATV Tree Publishing/ Big Yellow Dog Music (adm. by Sony/ATV Music Publishing)/ City Wolf Music (adm. by Sony/ATV Music Publishing)/ EMI Longitude Music Corp./ Barney Building Music (adm. by EMI Longitude Music), BMI

Good Man Like Me (with the Del McCoury Band)
Written by Del McCoury

Where you gonna find a good man like me?
Now that old car, it ain’t gonna last
You ride around all day, I buy the gas
The more I work, the more you spend
Tell me honey baby when will this all end

Her bags are packed, my nerves are racked
She’s got a one-way ticket, ain’t comin’ back
Oh baby, baby
Where you gonna find a good man like me?

Take a look at this house turned upside-down
I hung the clothes on the line, they blowed down to the ground
I try to eat my own cookin’, but it’s awful bland
I’m tellin’ you right now things are out of hand

Where you gonna find a good man like me?

Musicians:

Del McCoury – Acoustic Guitar
Rob McCoury – Banjo
Ronnie McCoury – Mandolin
Mike Bub – Upright Bass
Jason Carter – Fiddle
Steve Brewster – Drums
Del McCoury and Ronnie McCoury - Background Vocals

©1984 Markyle Music, BMI

Gonna Get There Someday
Written by Deric Ruttan, Brett Beavers and Dierks Bentley

Well it's been a year and there's so much to tell
Been doin' alright in spite of myself
Just wish I could stop feelin’ mad when I pray
But I know I’m gonna get there someday

Got that job I was dreamin' about
Sometimes it's tough travelin' around
When who I wanna be still seems so far away
But I know I’m gonna get there someday

Glad I told you all I meant to
While I had the chance
‘Cause every moment I had with you
Made me who I am

By the way I met someone new
Wouldn't you know she's a whole lot like you
Still I ain't ready to settle down in one place
But I know I’m gonna get there someday

Well I guess I’ll be movin' on
I'll just leave these daisies by your stone
And Mama, I still miss you every day
But I know I’m gonna get there someday
When that'll be, guess only God can say
But I know I’m gonna get there someday

Musicians:

Bryan Sutton – Acoustic Guitar
Steve Sheehan – Acoustic Guitar
J.T. Corenflos – Electric Guitar
Jimmy Carter – Bass
Steve Brewster – Drums
Gary Morse – Sho-Bud Pedal Steel Guitar
Aubrey Haynie - Fiddle
Lona Heins and Wes Hightower - Background Vocals

©2005 Sony/ATV Tree Publishing, BMI/ Sony/ATV Cross Keys Publishing, ASCAP