Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dierks Bentley
Lead Vocals
Ross Copperman
Programming
Danny Rader
Acoustic Guitar
Ian Fitchuk
Bass
Jedd Hughes
Electric Guitar
Matt Chamberlain
Drums
Jon Randall
Background Vocals
Ben Helson
Acoustic Guitar
Rob McNelley
Electric Guitar
Sam Bush
Mandolin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dierks Bentley
Songwriter
Ross Copperman
Songwriter
Scooter Carusoe
Songwriter
Ashley Gorley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ross Copperman
Producer
Daniel Bacigalupi
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Michael Mechling
Assistant Recording Engineer
Scott Doser
Assistant Recording Engineer
Shani Gandhi
Editing Engineer
Arturo Buenahora, Jr.
Executive Producer
Brian David Willis
Editing Engineer
Buckley Miller
Editing Engineer
Reid Shippen
Mixing Engineer
Alena Moran
Editing Engineer
Dan Davis
Additional Engineer
Danny Rader
Engineer
Pete Lyman
Mastering Engineer
Jon Randall
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Baby, you ain't gotta wait forever
Before you go and break my heart
If you're thinking that we shouldn't be together
Just leave me in the dark a little longer
[Verse 2]
Do it on the highway, do it in the driveway, Chevrolet backing out
But not here in this cafe booth with you, don't ruin this perfect time
[Verse 3]
Say it's over-over on the west coast somewhere
In the middle of a city, New Year's Eve, Times Square
If you gotta let me go, I'm gonna be alright
Just don't tell me goodbye here in Telluride
No, don't take it that low, when we're up this high
Don't you tell me goodbye in Telluride
[Verse 4]
Ever since we touched down in Colorado
I could tell something wasn't right
'Cause you'll look at those snow-capped mountains
You won't look in to my eyes
[Verse 5]
Do it in a text, better yet, in a letter, you can leave on my pillowcase
You can wreck be back in Tennessee, anywhere but this place
[Verse 6]
Say it's over-over on the west coast somewhere
In the middle of a city, New Year's Eve, Times Square
If you gotta let me go, I'm gonna be alright
Just don't tell me goodbye here in Telluride
No, don't take it that low, when we're up this high
Don't you tell me goodbye in Telluride
[Verse 7]
Whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
[Verse 8]
Do it on the highway, do it in the driveway, Chevrolet backing out
But not here in the cafe booth with you, don't ruin this perfect time
Don't say it's over underneath this sky so blue
Don't say it's over, have a little mercy, girl, won't you?
Say it's over from your window seat on our flight home
Maybe once we get back, do it over the phone
If you gotta let me go, I'm gonna be alright
Just don't tell me goodbye here in Telluride
No don't take it that low, when we're up this high
Don't you tell me goodbye in Telluride
Don't you tell me goodbye in Telluride
Written by: Ashley Gorley, Dierks Bentley, Ross Copperman, Scooter Carusoe, Travis Hill