MotorcycleDriveBy

Motorcycle Drive By - Zach Bryan

Lyrics by：Zachary Lane Bryan

It's a motorcycle drive by

Baby dry your kind eyes

I think it's about time we headed home

Walking on such tight rope with my d**n high hopes

Country boys don't die alone

Reading poetry under shade trees

That woman she's my baby

I will be in Richmond by tonight

With so much shame inside me

I just want to hide me

But they want to hear me sing my songs under lights

It's a motorcycle drive by

Baby dry your kind eyes

I think it's about time we headed home

Walking on such tight rope with my d**n high hopes

The country boys don't die alone

Everyday's so fleeting and

I have been trying to save it while I can

The look on her face all these hot humid days

And the boys in my d**n band

It's a motorcycle drive by

Baby dry your kind eyes

I think it's about time we headed home

Walking on such tight rope with my d**n high hopes

Country boys don't die alone

Reading poetry under shade trees

That woman she's my baby

I will be in Richmond by tonight

With so much shame inside me

I just want to hide me

They want to hear me sing my songs under lights