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Watch Dave Lenahan's 'Baby I'm Gone' Video

06-18-2025


(PN) Dave Lenahan releases music video for hit country/roots single, "Baby I'm Gone." There's a particular kind of magic that lives in small-town bars - where neon hums louder than the jukebox, the bartender knows your story better than you do, and the same seat waits for you like an old friend. Dave Lenahan's music video for "Baby I'm Gone," filmed inside the timeworn charm of Betty Lou's Bar & Grill, leans into that magic and makes a home in it.

This is no glossy goodbye anthem. It's about the almost - almost leaving, almost healing, almost moving on. The video opens on Dave and his rusty old truck, hopeful that if he can just get the engine to turn over, maybe his heart will follow. But instead, he finds himself back at Betty Lou's, that kind of bar where heartbreak has its own barstool and laughter echoes through the wood paneling like a promise that life keeps going.

What makes the video land isn't just its setting - it's Dave. He's magnetic. Between shots of quiet reflection and under-the-breath one-liners, he brings a dry, self-aware humor that keeps the story from sinking too far into sorrow. One minute he's lost in thought, sipping something strong; the next, he's cracking a grin with the guy at the end of the bar. You feel the history in the walls, but also the warmth. This isn't a place where people disappear - it's where they go to be found. The supporting cast - regulars who look like they were pulled straight from a Friday night at the local VFW - add texture to the world he inhabits. Together, they build a quiet little universe of breakups, banter, and bottom-shelf whiskey. You get the sense that Lenahan's not running away from something so much as running toward a version of himself that's just starting to take shape.

"Baby I'm Gone" is as much about presence as it is about absence. It captures that in-between moment - when your truck won't start and your heart's not quite ready to either - and finds comfort in it. It's funny, tender, and beautifully unhurried. A love letter to letting go, but not without one last drink. Maybe two.



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