Zach Bryan
Compositeur

Américain

She’s got a plan to get em both outta here,
If they can make it through the end of the night they can make it through the year
But New Years Day’s a life time away come 9
and her breath smells like cigarettes and sex and wine

This towns always gonna be the same what it was before
Just another drunk man with his white trash version of war
Had a wife, had a life, had a baby on the way then he lost it,
Cause the only change he’ll ever know sits in his front pocket

She fell in love with an ego addict,
Out on the coast with her dark red lipstick
He’s long gone and she still reeks like wine
And a baby boy with a father that won’t say mine

He grew up on the corner of 24th and Read
Just praying for a man that he knows he’ll never meet
And his mother said his daddy died a long long time ago,
A good and honest humble man God fearing war hero,
But she’s got a plan to get them both out of here,
In the house of the rising sun men disappear
Made it to a truck stop just east of the coast
Where A man and his hand begged for change in a big black coat

She fell in love with an ego addict,
Out on the coast with her dark red lipstick
He’s long gone and she still reeks like wine
And a baby boy and a father that won’t say mine

She’s got a plan to get em both outta here,
If they can make it through the end of the night they can make it through the year
But New Years Day’s a lifetime away come 9
And she still smells like cigarettes, sex, and wine