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• Artiste: Dierks Bentley
• Titre: Walking Papers
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(Ryan McCord / Dierks Bentley) I never thought I'd see the day That she'd set me free Cause you know that little ring on my finger Always felt like a ball and chain to me All those threats I made about leavin Suddenly became reality She released me from my death row sentence And said we'll sign the final papers in a week Chorus She handed me my walking papers And said you're free to go And celebrating felt in order For I had escaped that prison of a home But sittin in this old tavern Surrounded by my good timing friends I see I'll never make it on the outside And I'm thinkin bout how I'm gonna break back in Daylight found me sleepin in my car On the other side of her street And the grass that used to be my front yard Had never before looked so green And I'm tempted to break for the front door But I'm sure she'd sic the dogs on me Cause it looks like she's got a new inmate Cause there's a pickup in the drive I've never seen Chorus I'm thinkin about how I'm gonna break back in