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Dierks Bentley on Suffering Jukebox is a free online music player. Stream every album, open the lyrics, rate tracks, and build playlists. Open the interactive player at https://www.sufferingjukebox.stream/dierks-bentley. Catalog added by Johnny Outlaw.
Songs: Tip It On Back, What Was I Thinkin', Feel That Fire, Come A Little Closer, Sideways, Free And Easy (Down The Road I Go), Every Mile A Memory, Lot Of Leavin' Left To Do
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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 alright 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, yeah
Country roads, old theater marquee signs Parkin' lots, and billboards flyin' by Spanish moss, little hick town squares Wild roses on a river bank Girl, it's almost like you're there Oh, every mile, a memory; every song, another scene From some old movie going back in time, 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 sun down, 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 Every mile, a memory; every song, another scene From some old movie going back in time, 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 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 song, another scene From some old movie going back in time, Every day, a page turned down; every night, a lonesome sound Like a freight train rollin' through my dreams Every mile, a memory Every mile, a memory Every mile, a memory
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 gonnna settle down, huh 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 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 Yeah, I still got a lot of leavin' left to do
I see main street closing, Miles of “For Sale” signs, And them fields ain’t growin' Fast enough to get us by I feel the sweet release, of a Friday night For a couple of hours we can run this town till it runs dry Tip it on back, make it feel good Sip a little more than you know you should Let the smoke roll, off your lips Let it all go whatever it is and tip it on back So grab the girl you came with And set her world on fire And watch her sway and singing to the music Until it’s all alright, yeah Tip it on back, make it feel good Sip a little more than you know you should Let the smoke roll, off your lips Let it all go whatever it is and tip it on back I don’t wanna lose this feeling And I don’t wanna close my eyes I don’t wanna remember what I’m here to forget tonight So tip it on back Tip it on back, make it feel good Sip a little more than you know you should Let the smoke roll, off your lips Let it all go whatever it is And tip it on back Tip it on back Yeah, I don’t wanna lose this feeling I don’t wanna close my eyes I don’t wanna remember what I’m here to forget tonight So tip it on back Just tip it on back Feel the sweet release of a Friday night For a couple of hours gonna run this town till it runs dry Tip it on back
She wants her nails painted black She wants the toy in the crackerjack She wants to ride the bull at the rodeo She wants to wear my shirt to bed She wants to make every stray a pet 'N drive around in my truck with no place to go But she needs to feel that fire The one that lets her know for sure She's everything I want and more A real desire, does she know I'd walk alone out on the wire To make her feel that fire She wants a cabin in the woods She wants to stand where nobody stood And someday she wants a couple kids of her own She wants to make love on a train And someday's she only wants a break Hey but she wants what she wants, but man I know I know I know She needs to feel that fire The one that lets her know for sure She's everything I want and more A real desire, does she know I'd walk alone out on the wire To make her feel that fire Yeah, feel that fire So as long as there's a breath to take A smile to share, a prayer to pray A chance to hold her hand to fan the flame She's gonna feel that fire The one that lets her know for sure She's everything I want and more A real desire, does she know I'd walk alone out on the wire To make her feel that fire Oh feel that fire She wants her nails painted black She wants the toy in the crackerjack She wants to ride the bull at the rodeo
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 wanna 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, until 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
Hey girl, what's your name? It's so loud in here I can't hear a thing, But I sure do like your style, And I can see you came to rock In your blue jeans and white tank top, Man that look drives me wild. And it's hey now here we go. DJ don't you play nothing slow Keep those girls out on the floor Gotta make them want to come back for more. Been here since the sun went down, Be here when it comes back around Worked all week it's time to play Gonna get a little bit sideways Sideways. Ain't no need to fight Y'all take that redneck stuff outside That's what parking lots are for. Once you're out you ain't coming back Them velvet ropes ain't got no slack Man they're busting down the door! And it's hey now here we go. DJ don't you play nothing slow Keep those girls out on the floor Gotta make them want to come back for more. Been here since the sun went down, Be here when it comes back around Worked all week it's time to play Gonna get a little bit sideways Sideways. That's right Hey now here we go (hey now here we go) DJ don't you play nothing slow Gotta make 'em wanna (what?) gotta make 'em wanna (what?) Gotta make 'em wanna come back for more. It's hey now here we go. DJ don't you play nothing slow Keep those girls out on the floor Gotta make them want to come back for more. Been here since the sun went down, Be here when it comes back around Worked all week it's time to play Gonna get a little bit sideways Sideways. Sideways. Sideways. Hey girl what's your name? It's so loud in here I can't hear a thing
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 12-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 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 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'? 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 two, later 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 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' Yeah, I know what I was feelin' But what was I thinkin'? What was I thinkin'? I know what I was feelin' What was I thinkin'? Guess I was thinkin' 'bout that tank top Those cutoffs
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