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1

Free and Easy (Down the Road I Go)

Lyrics

Free And Easy (Down The Road I Go)
Written by Robbie Harrington, Rod Janzen, Brett Beavers and Dierks Bentley

Pair of boots and a sack of clothes
Free and easy down the road I go
Hangin’ memories on the high line poles
Free and easy down the road I go
Free and easy down the road I go

Ragweed’s rockin’ on the radio
Free and easy down the road I go
So I keep rollin’ like an old banjo
Free and easy down the road I go

Got the sun shinin’ on me like a big spotlight
So I know everything is gonna be all right

Ain’t no tellin’ where the wind might blow
Free and easy down the road I go
Livin’ life like a Sunday stroll
Free and easy down the road I go
Free and easy down the road I go

If you only get to go around one time
I’m gonna sit back and try to enjoy the ride

I could make a million or wind up broke
Free and easy down the road I go
Can’t take it with you when you go so
Free and easy down the road I go
Someday I know it’s gonna take me home so

Free and easy down the road I go
Free and easy down the road I go

Musicians:

Steve Misamore – Drums
Robbie Harrington – Bass
Rod Janzen – Electric & Danelectro Guitar
Tim Sergent – Pedal Steel Guitar
Bryan Sutton – Acoustic Guitar & Banjo
J.T. Corenflos – Electric Guitar
Russell Terrell – Background Vocals

2

Trying to Stop Your Leaving

Lyrics

Trying To Stop Your Leaving
Written by Jim Beavers, Brett Beavers and Dierks Bentley

Got a guitar
Got a guitar on my back
And I’m standin’ on this lonesome railroad track
Train’s a comin’
It’ll be here ’fore too long
But I don’t think I can stop it with a song
Girl that’s kind of the way I’m feelin’
Tryin’ to stop your leavin’

Got a pebble
Got a pebble in my hand
And I toss it out into the middle of the Rio Grande
But the river keeps runnin’
Don’t even know that I’m around
I could throw in a million more and not slow it down
Girl that’s kind of the way I’m feelin’
Tryin’ to stop your leavin’

There’s nothin’ I wouldn’t try
If I thought it would change your mind

But you don’t love me

No you don’t love me anymore
And I know as soon as you walk out that door
Train’s a comin,’ river’s runnin’
Train’s a comin,’ river’s runnin’
Pain’s a comin,’ tears are runnin’
Yeah that’s kind of the way I’m feelin’
Knowin’ I couldn’t stop your leavin’

Musicians:

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

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Sweet & Wild

Lyrics

Sweet & Wild
Written by Radney Foster, Jay Clementi

That first kiss shook me up
It rattled my cage with a tender touch
Sweet and wild, girl I could not get enough
The grass was cool, we lost our minds
Sharing secrets and a bottle of wine
Lazy night, cotton dress
Givin’ in to a warm caress
Sweet and wild, girl I could not get enough
Sweet and wild, taste of your love

Taste of your love, gentle on my mind
Taste of your love, sweet and wild as
Berries from a summer vine
I know the stars saw the spark
Hopes and dreams tangled in the dark
Sweet and wild, taste of your love

Every breath fanned the flame
Your warm body drove me insane
And though it’s been years and miles
I see that fire flicker in your smile
Sweet and wild, girl I still can’t get enough
Sweet and wild, boy I still can’t get enough
Sweet and wild, taste of your love
Sweet and wild
Sweet and wild, taste of your love
Sweet and wild

Musicians:

Steve Misamore - Drums
Robbie Harrington - Bass
Rod Janzen - Electric Guitar
Tim Sergent - Steel Guitar
Bryan Sutton - Acoustic Guitar & Banjo
Sarah Buxton - Vocals
Russell Terrell - Background Vocals Sarah Buxton appears courtesy of Lyric Street Records

Universal-Polygram Int’l. Publishing, Inc. Spunker Songs (adm. by Universal-Polygram Int’l Publishing, Inc.) WB Music Corp./Mountain Morning Music (adm. by WB Music), ASCAP

4

Come a Little Closer

Lyrics

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

5

How Am I Doin'

Lyrics

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

6

Every Mile a Memory

Lyrics

Every Mile A Memory
Written by Steve Bogard, Brett Beavers and Dierks Bentley

Country roads old theater marquee signs
Parkin’ lots billboards flyin’ by
Spanish moss little hick town squares
Wild roses on a river bank
Girl it’s almost like you’re there

Every mile a memory
Every song another scene
From some old movie goin’ back in time to you and me
Every day a page turned down
Every night a lonesome sound
Like a freight train rollin’ through my dreams

Every mile a memory

Red sundown out across the western sky
Takes me back to the fire in your eyes
Texas stars in a purple night
Not seein’ ‘em with you baby
Oh they never do look right no

Funny how no matter where I run
‘Round every bend I only see
Just how far I haven’t come

Every mile a memory
Every mile a memory

Musicians:

Steve Brewster – Drums
Jimmy Carter – Bass
J.T. Corenflos – Electric Guitar
Bryan Sutton – Acoustic Guitar & Mandolin
Gary Morse – Pedal Steel Guitar
Russell Terrell – Background Vocals

7

My Last Name

Lyrics

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

8

Lot of Leavin' Left to Do

Lyrics

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

9

With the Band

Lyrics

With the Band
Written by Jim Beavers, Brett Beavers, Dierks Bentley

My daddy hated that rock and roll
So I know I wasn’t supposed to go
To that loud devil music show
But I wound up in the snake pit with my best friend
And when the lights went up
We both decided that we’d try our luck
Gettin’ back to where the real show was
We were backstage, underage, hangin’ with the drummer
When a big dude attitude grabbed me by the collar
I looked at him and said it’s all good brother

I’m with the band
Hired on as a local stage hand
The one in charge of the microphone stands
And the lead singer told me to get the one
In his dressing room
We might even have a beer or two
Don’t worry ‘bout the backstage pass, man it’s cool
I’m with the band
I can’t believe that we made it this far
Country singing bangin’ loud guitars
The biggest stages to the smallest bars
We were cold-beer drinkin’, what was I thinkin’
Just the other night
Had the after-party rockin’ just right
This little country girl caught my eye
She was backstage, legal age hangin’ with the drummer
When a big-dude attitude grabbed her by the collar
I looked at him and said it’s all good brother

She’s….
Well tomorrow it’s another town
But you know we love a party crowd
So if you got the right stuff, we’ll meet you on the bus
But you better get the lingo down
Just tell ‘em that you’re with the band
Hired on as a local stage hand
You know we got a lot of microphone stands
And the lead singer told you to get the one in his dressing room
We might even have a beer or two
Don’t worry ‘bout the backstage pass, y’all it’s cool
You’re with the band
You’re with the band
You’re with the band

Musicians:

Steve Misamore - Drums
Robbie Harrington - Bass
Rod Janzen - Electric Guitar
Tim Sergent- Steel Guitar
Bryan Sutton - Acoustic Guitar & Banjo
Gary Morse - Lap Steel
Greg Mangum - Texas Bull Bell
Russell Terrell, Brett Beavers, Jim Beavers, Greg Mangum, Luke Wooten - Background Vocals

Home With The Armadillo Music/Sony/ATV Tree Publishing/Joseybixtunes, BMI/Big White Tracks Music, ASCAP

10

Settle for a Slowdown

Lyrics

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

11

What Was I Thinkin'

Lyrics

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

12

Long Trip Alone

Lyrics

Long Trip Alone
Written by Steve Bogard, Brett Beavers and Dierks Bentley

It’s a long trip alone over sand and stones
That lie along the road that we all must travel down

So maybe you could walk with me a while
And maybe I could rest beneath your smile
Everybody stumbles sometimes and needs a hand to hold
‘Cause it’s a long trip alone

It’s a short piece of time but just enough to find
A little peace of mind under the sun somewhere

So maybe you could walk with me a while
And maybe I could rest beneath your smile
You know we can’t afford to let one moment pass us by
‘Cause it’s a short piece of time

And I don’t know where I’d be without you here
‘Cause I’m not really me without you there

Yeah Yeah
Hallelujah hallelujah oh

So maybe you could walk with me a while
Maybe I could rest beneath your smile
Everybody stumbles sometimes and needs a hand to hold

So maybe you could walk with me a while
Maybe I could rest beneath your smile
Maybe I could feel you right beside me ‘til I’m home
‘Cause it’s a long trip alone

Musicians:

Steve Brewster – Drums
Jimmy Carter – Bass
J.T. Corenflos – Electric Guitar
Bryan Sutton – Acoustic Guitar
Gary Morse – Pedal Steel Guitar
Aubrey Haynie – Fiddle
Russell Terrell – Background Vocals

13

So So Long (Live)

Lyrics

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

14

Come a Little Closer (Live)

Lyrics

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

15

Lot of Leavin' Left to Do...

Lyrics

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

16

Wish It Would Break (Live)

Lyrics

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

17

Free and Easy
(Down the Road I Go...)

Lyrics