You Can Still Come Home (Acoustic!) - Zach Bryan
Lyrics by：Zach Bryan
Produced by：Zach Bryan
Where the flock flies in as the mandolin plays
A beat-down hymn that's in your daddy's blood
It's duck season and his Browning
Is frozen in that Rogers County mud
It ain't been shot since she got caught
Cancer growing down her lungs
But you always got these times to get you by when times are low
Like that time you saw a firework bounce off the dirt and explode
Yeah you can still come home
The back shop light stays on
The beer's always ice cold
Yeah you can still come home
And when you're down bad in a taxi can't make it home
And you head to some drunker crowd in New Jersey
Christmas Eve alone when your chemicals are low
Got your father and your sister and the band all worried
'Cause you can't play your rhythm like you used to
You miss it on the one-two and kick sounds hurried
But you'll always have these times to flow you by when times are low
Like that time you saw the springtime make creeks out of winter snow
Yeah you can still come home
The back shop light stays on
And even though they're gone
Yeah you can still come home
Well the flock flies in while the violin plays
The same old hymn that's in your mama's blood
His duck sees him the tree's so thin
The moon's seepin' on Rogers County mud
But you always got these times to get you by when times are low
Like the time you saw a firework bounce off the dirt and explode
Yeah well you can still come home
The back shop light stays on
Even though you're grown
Yeah you can still come home
Yeah you can still come home
Yeah you can still come home
